Don crossed to where the young man sat seemingly watching the world go by. As the marshal crossed the street he studied the newcomer. What he saw was ... man of no more than 18 years of age. It was clear this young man was new to the West by derby hat he was wearing. A well-worn wool store bought pair of pants, a (what used to be) white cotton shirt and brown brogan shoes rounded out his attire. It was obvious to any western man that this youngster was new to the West, as these clothes were not. A little gasp came from me before he moved to the other. My hand found his cock, and it was already stiffening, and in a few seconds he had slipped between my thighs and was inside me.Matt watched as Bryn began to fuck me steadily, my pussy already lubricated by Matt's cum. I was building to another orgasm, and the bedhead was banging again."Oh good god, oh fuck!" I cried as I came. But I was unprepared for Bryn pulling his cock from me, and Matt slipping inside me once more.Matt started to. More-positive response than I had any real expectation of getting. So, now, I come to you ... Beth and Rhee and Gracey and Liya and Heather. I had been pondering this action for some time, but your voting me into the gang made me realize that I had to come clean with Meka before I could tell you girls, ‘Thank you.’ Thanks for being friendly to me, inviting me, and encouraging me. Thanks for being who you girls are, the girls that, without meaning to do so, got me thinking carefully and deeply. “For you.” A smile broke over her face and she swung her legs over the side of the bed, got up and walked to the bathroom, her black lacy slip trailing just below her sweet ass. I played with myself for awhile, but I had to go to the bathroom as well and padded off in my briefs. As we sat outside on the patio drinking our morning coffee, I couldn’t keep from looking at her wonderful body. She was about 5’4” in height and weighed about 110 pounds and had slender legs, a small waist with a.