Becky had sprouted into quite a woman over the years. The bio claimed that she was a 38d, but Christine thought that the breasts she was almost drooli...g over would surely overspill any bra that size. Her niece's nipples looked to be as big as the tip of her pinky. Becky's hips flared sensually into a gorgeous bottom that perfectly complemented her generously endowed chest. Between her legs, Becky sported an artfully trimmed nest of flaming red curls.Both the bio and the long, detailed fantasy. She took her hand and guided me to her pussy. I entered her quickly and immediately felt the inimitable warm sensation of skin to skin contact with the inside of her vagina. She was fairly tight, but not overly so, so I had no problems burying myself into her up to the point where my pubes began to intermingle with her small strip.I looked at her laying below me with a content expression and kissed her nose quickly. “Hey you”. She grinned and kissed my nose back, responding with “hey yourself”.. If they did, they might come over to loot my dead body, and that would give me a chance to plug one or both of them. I now needed a horse, so I hoped to get one of theirs'. Anyhow, I laid low, except for pulling my special pistol, and waited for further developments.Those guys must of been real confident, because I didn't have to wait long. It wasn't 15 minutes later before I caught sight of two men walking toward me. They had Winchester rifles carried in their left hands, so I knew that they. Every time that happened my heart skipped a beat and I arched my back, kind of liking the feeling I got from doing that.I got into my last class, a computer class and sat down in my usual spot. I had no friends in this class, most of them were from the basketball team; tall, black, and built like bulls, not the slim nerdy k**s I usually hung around. The teacher was the basketball coach, and he was just as muscular and tall. It was pretty intimidating every time I had to talk to him..When I had.