“Either they were very desperate and dumb, or there are others somewhere close by. Please get your horse and scout ahead, while I get the wagons mov...ng again.”He nodded, mounted his horse and rode out. I rode back to the wagons that had formed up into the defensive lines we’d practiced and waved them forward. Once they began rolling, I rode down to where the so-called tax collectors were lying. I checked to make sure they were all dead and then went through their pockets and checked for money. She cupped her palm over his swelling boner and began massaging it over his tight pants. It felt so big she wondered how it would fit inside of her tight little cunt. "I’m ready to make love with you," Laura panted in Mike's ear the words he had longed to hear. Mike's heart pounded and his cock was beginning to throb. Mike laid her back on the bed and unzipped his pants. He took Laura's hand in his and placed it on his cock. Laura grasped it tightly with her sweaty palm. She wrapped her. Her name was Beth, she was a very pretty brunette, pretty fit, and younger than him, only thirty, where as my father was in his early fifties, but they seemed to like each other a lot, and with in two years were getting married.Now I was in my late teens as this was all happening and felt as long as my father was happy, then so was I, but secretly from the moment I met Beth i thought she was the sexiest, most amazing woman i had ever met, and was really glad she was going to be in my future for. The ritual was the Killer’s moral compass, reminding him what he had to do. He took in a deep breath and exhaled. He stood up and put on his suit. He took extra care to ensure that he hadn’t missed a spot shaving and that his hair was all in place. If it was going to go according to plan, everything had to be in place. Stacy Franklin was finishing up her day’s action items. She was tired and ready to sit in a hot bath. She wanted to go home, put on her pajamas and do nothing but lay down. Veg.