Ezra did comment, "I can't he'p feelin' a little sorry fer Tubby, the way he died of stomach cancer just a week ago. That must've hurt like hell!"Sean...replied with, "Yeah, I have to agree with ya, Tubby must..." just as a rifle shot was heard from across the street and a cry of pain was heard from behind them. Pounding hoof beats racing out of town sounded as they turned to see who had been shot. It was the judge!Sean shouted to the marshal, "Stan, Ezra an' me will chase the varmi't what did. He had planned to hold this over her for a long time."Fine," he said, and started thrusting hard and fast."Nooo...Jay, nooo..." Leslie tried to push him off but Cal grabbed her arms and pulled her back again. WHAM WHAM WHAM...she could feel Jay's cock start to expand inside her."Nooooo..." she whimpered.Jay's cock reached the boiling point as he furiously rammed it into his sister's hot, fertile pussy. He had decided to pull out but he still recalled "Princess Leslie" and her haughty attitude. I invited her in and went back out to the garden. She was wearing a thin summery dress and as the sun shone through I could see she was only wearing a little white string underneath, no bra and briefly saw her small firm tits. She knew that something was wrong and at first I denied it until finally telling her about the card which I fetched to show her. She read it "To my darling Emma. Looking forward to our week together!!!!. Happy Birthday. Love you always, Becky. She handed it back. I said. I could almost have turned around and made love to him there and then. I could feel the bulge in his pants crushing against me now as he continued the exquisite motions. He was moving lower, rubbing the backs of my legs, working his fingers gently into my muscles. Then easing my knickers down my legs, I could feel my vagina lubricating as he edged his fingers between my thighs just clipping the edge of my trimmed pubic hair. A jolt ran through me at his contact. I couldn’t stand the.