Soon the full length of Simon’s cock was submerged in the truck driver’s asshole to the balls. Simon only gave a minute or less to the guy to reco...er and then began to fuck his ass with his hands on the driver’s hips and taking long deep strokes. From the facial expressions, both were enjoying it very much. After about a maximum of 15 minutes of brutal fucking taking various strokes with different rhythm, pace and speed, Simon took one last deep stroke and ejaculated with a strong orgasm. I could feel myself leaking.I still wasn’t convinced that Cindy would go all the way with this. Of course I had to stay and make sure all would be okay. I don’t remember sticking my hand into my robe, but when I heard Pete saying, It’s time to turn on your back again, Cindy,” I went to shift my position and noticed my right hand was all wet and slippery. I turned away yet again knowing it would be a few minutes before I would hear Cindy moaning in pleasure. It looks like I made the right. I slowly stroke my cock shaft, squeezing a drop of glistening pre-cum from the head. I watch her head bob forward, but she checks herself. “I love to suck his cock,” she begins typing. “I love it when he fills my mouth and my tongue licks the pre-cum from his thick cockhead.” She looks sideways at me with questioning eyes.“Continue,” I say, taking the drop of pre-cum on my finger and brushing it over her lips.A shudder moves over her body. She pulls her eyes back to the computer screen. “I love. " Could you run this place by yourself?" Certainly, but it's not going to happen. This saloon is a money maker and I can imagine people with more money than me wanting to take over the place. They'd want their own people. Besides, I have this dream of maybe opening a saloon of my own." Did the late Mrs. Turner have any heirs?" None that I know of. I don't think there was ever even a Mr. Turner in her life." I have a plan, but first we're going have to clean up this mess. Can I depend on you?".