" So I've heard. But you're single? No boyfriend waiting for you back home?"Looking out across the water, she sighed. "Ex. And not a very good breakup..." I'm sorry." Not your fault." So is that why you're not interested in dating? Still getting over your last relationship?" Something like that." She took a deep breath. "I just ... I just needed to get away, you know? Too many things back home reminding me of him, reminding me of us, what we once were. Spending a year up here wasn't what I had. The reason was that nobody inside the saloon had reacted ta the sound of a gunshot, an' that could not possibly have been kept a secret inside a building. Even a .22 caliber gun would have made a hell of a racket inside the saloon.That meant that the shooter must of been able ta see me, 'cause the only way I knew of ta guide a bullet was ta be able ta see the target. It looked like I better check that little assumption out pretty damned quick.The other real important question was whether or not. ‘Oh fucking Christ . . fill my god damned ass with your cum . . oh Jesus . . f-f-fucking . .’ And with one last momentous thrust she convulsed and exploded inside my ass filling me up until her cum started leaking out between my hole and her cock. Her cries were loud as her orgasm washed over her. It was a while before she got soft enough to exit me comfortably and I felt like it would be weeks before I felt whole again. An hour passed as we laid there, in my office, completely nude, covered in. He starts to move faster, and it is as if I am on fire, trembling on the edge of satisfaction, and soon he is moving fast and deep, fucking me hard and pulling my hips up to go deeper. I hold back as long as I can until I can no longer wait, and the first wave of my orgasm starts to build, I cry out his name and he answers me with mine as his orgasm also starts to shudder though him. Wave after wave follows, we are lost together and at last we are still again, lying spent and gasping, bathed.