What can I do for you fine fellas?" We want to sell this wagon, and get two kitted out saddle horses."The man's eyes narrowed and he began to inspect ...he wagon."Well, it's old but you seem to have cared for it real well. What about the mules and tack?" Everything goes," said Maeve."This here wagon is serviceable enough. Why are you selling it?The two women had made up a cover story and hoped that it rang true to the liveryman."Our Ma and Pa started a homestead back east a ways but they and my. Little short breaths until the dawn comes and all the shapes he though he saw are nothing but shadows and dust.Winter brings with it a dappled snow that brings a burnished glow to the eyes of the leopards. They blend in a little now, playing in the garden while boy and panther look out from the picture window, amazed and in awe of their easy movements. He never gets tired of watching his friends. They are each different but to the casual observer are all the same, white fur and dust grey spots. Inside her legs were spread wide and we could actually hear the squishing sound emanating between her legs as the second guy drove in and out of Emma's sopping wet cunt."Oh yeah." one of the boys snickered. "She's so fucking tight too." You like that?" another blared down at her. "You like getting fucked hard you little slut?"While I still tried to make sense of it all one of the boys grabbed her by the hips and flipped her over into the doggy-style position where he began to fuck her hard from. Before I can say more, her arms are around my neck. Her soft, full lips hungrily kissing mine. My hands caress her waist. Pulling up on her shirt. Her hands fumbling for my belt buckle to come undone. And to undo the button. In my boxers, I pick her up, wrapping her legs around me. Carrying her to my room, I lay her on the bed. Pulling her clothes off. Drinking in the sight of her in just her panties, now. I kiss her again, then, trailing around her jaw, down her neck and to her supple, erect.