“Then you two should get married, and give me another wife to screw!” I chuckled while plowing Kashi like the end of the world, very pleased at he... eagerness to get fucked doggy-style.“Yes, we should, shouldn’t we?” Jason laughed as he enjoyed Lisa’s hips moving urgently all over him.“If that’s a proposal, I say, ‘hell, yes,’ babe! Fuck the Church and their damn sacraments to Hell! I don’t want to play that game anymore! I want to be Jason’s slut wife ... and your married slut! Of course, Jason. If she was too busy with her many interests, he speculated that there were some fairly decent new females at the gentleman's club that would be more than satisfying in a recreational way providing they didn't get too rambunctious what with his bad leg and all.He met Blackie inside the saloon and bought him a drink knowing he was like a bottomless pit when it came to whiskey. He liked having him at his side in a gunfight because he was about as accurate a gun that he had ever seen and in some. She released him with a wet smack to sink back down into the couch, leaning on the headrest and peering down at his red face with a satisfied expression. She wet her rosy lips, her gaze covetous, Matt making a futile attempt to regain his composure. His heart was beating against his ribs like there was a jackhammer trying to break its way out of his chest, his breath coming in ragged bursts. He opened his mouth to beg a question, but she cut him off.“We’ve only got this moment,” she whispered.. I was so horny, all I wanted was my dick to be freed and to cum. As Mark pulled the zipper of the dress down, I started shaking. Mark stopped and asked, is this your first time. Yes I said quickly. Smiling he said don't worry baby, I'll be gentle. I didn't try to stop him. My body wanted to be touched and my brain no longer worked. I froze as he stepped back and slid the dress off my shoulders. I just knew it was over when he seen I was a guy. I tried to think what to do. As soon as the dress.