”Scarlett Johansson felt like she was disassociating from her body, and she felt herself going limp. It was like she could observe what was happenin... from a distance, across the room. His other hand grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her into him, resting her head on his shoulder. His hand was between her thighs, rubbing her pussy.His moans were searing themselves into her mind, the type of moan where there isn’t a doubt that the man is getting exactly what he wants. It was like watching a. The assumption was that he was trying to reach Mexico, so Judge McAllister sent us to head him off. The road to El Paso was in real good shape, so we took off lickety-split in the Oldsmobile. We made the trip in two days, at least a day faster than by any other means of transportation.I put on my male disguise, and Alan and I started our search through the saloons and bordellos of the city. We made no secret of being Federal Deputy Marshals, so we got no shit from any place we visited. We were. He loved how her tanned ass looked pressed against his naked white body like that. He also loved how hot her vagina was around his entire penis. Holding the sides of her ass, he slowly pulled out of her, watching the pink of her pussy lips pull outward along with his cock. He slammed back into her, causing her cheeks to shake. “UNNGH!” She cried, as bolts of pleasure shot up her body. He couldn’t take it anymore. He had to fuck this woman, and he had to fuck her hard. Holding the sides of her. He didn’t even know her name yet, but he so badly wanted to squeeze her cheeks and run his finger along the white tan line on her skin that showed where her thong usually lay around her waist before disappearing down the crack of her ass and between her legs. And then his foot missed a step and he staggered forward, his face crashing into her backside. “Patience, you horny bastard!” she scolded as she laughed. “We’re almost there.” Whether it was the expectation of the promised sexual.