"So what do you think we should do?" asked Miller."Hell, I don't know. Send a telegraph maybe?" suggested Doc."Who to?" asked Clint."She was on the we...tbound train," said Doc. "I'd guess we need to notify stations down the line about what happened." And admit that Beaverton is responsible for all but killing a poor, innocent woman?" The sheriff frowned. "That could bring down all kinds of trouble on us." It was an accident," said Doc, shrugging. "A prank that got out of hand. Happens. I also realized all he could see of my head was from my eyes up over the top of her ass. The lower part of my face was hidden between her legs."Did you enjoy the show?" she asked him coyly."Didn't get to see it all, but the part I watched I liked it very much," he said to her."This is David. He's my boyfriend," Becky said as she rolled over exposing my body to him.I grabbed a pillow to lay on top of me as I tried to hide my body from this stranger. I thought about getting up and running to the. She opened her mouth and slowly slid her lips down the shaft. He moaned, watching his dick disappear into Bonnie’s warm mouth, stopping only when it touched her throat. He reached down and began to squeeze her naked breast as she began to slide his dick in and out of her mouth. “Mmmph!” she cried as Amy sucked on her clit. Her lips were tightly wrapped around the shaft of her brother’s cock, her saliva glistened on it whenever she withdrew it. ‘Slurp slurp slurp “Mmmmph” slurp slurp “Mmmmph”. He could've caught me thrashing around the bed; now that would have been embarrassing.I moved around the bed to get dressed but peeped out of the window first to see if the coast was clear. I looked down in horror. The pics had spread like a fan of cards all the way across the ledge. The window cleaner had just ogled my wife in the most intimate poses. The worst pics spread out on top. I panicked and stuffed the pictures away quickly. When I started to calm, I realized how turned on it made me.