I pulled my pants off and put two fingers in my pussy and pulled up, just stretching it out for easy entry. I pushed back and fucked him until he pul...ed his cock back through the wall. I looked in and he pulled the condom off and pushed his dick back through the wall just to cum on my side. I smiled and said thank you, and gave his dick a little kiss on the side. He opened the door and walked out, two guys tried to push their way in at one time and the bigger guy shoved the smaller one out. One called the Swan, the other the George and Dragon. The Bed & Breakfast overlooked the village green - more typically English would be quite impossible to imagine. Except that the housekeeper in my old English Guest-house was actually Hungarian. About 36 - 26 - 36 Hungarian to be more precise, with an accent that was so strong it dripped stereotype continental sexy.We had spoken several times on the phone, so her, ‘so we meet at last,’ wasn’t as contrived as it sounded when she greeted me at. And held at night, when no one from the newspaper was there.Cayuse’s killing of Gil Olbaum had been ruled ‘justifiable self-defense’. The same with me and John Wesley Harmon. While Varner was still alive, no charges would be filed against me for that one either.It was obvious that Haverford, and probably most of Helena, just wanted the incidents to fade away. And that was certainly fine with Cayuse and me.George Autry invited all of us to his house for a celebration breakfast. Or maybe a. Ours we walled in, theirs you could see in to. Robert (Bob, whatever) was standing naked in the room bending over some and he was doing something. As my eyes adjusted to the light I realized what he was doing, and that he was not alone. His wife (I assume) was on her hands and knees, Robert was holding something, oh god, it was a leash! His wife Michelle was on the leash and their dog Luxor was obviously breeding her. I could see Luxor humping his hips rapidly and this in turn was driving.