Quinton Savage was functionally dead before he slumped in his seat.The woman screamed, "YOU SHOT MY DADDY, YOU BASTARD!" and tried to draw her gun on ...ean.Ezra finally woke up to the danger from the woman and sapped her head so hard with his bare hand that he knocked her to the ground in a daze. He picked up her gun before she could get to it and stuck it in his belt.Sean said in as calm a voice as he could manage, "Ezra, ya go fetch the marshal. I'll watch Miss Rosemary."Ezra nodded, in a kind. Then there were men who would save that part for their wives, I hoped he wasn’t one of them. I’m certain he knew what he was doing, deliberately making me wait to be fucked. It was important for him to establish himself as the master, to be in control yet he had given up some control to me in a way. Yes it was him who asked me to dance at first, but then it was Lillian that suggested I should do a strip tease for him. I did the only thing I could think of, to show I had good control too. I. "Look, Linda, he's ready, girl." I know, huh? He's such a perve," Linda admitted.So I knelt in front of them and started for Linda but she pushed me toward Kathy. "You start there first."Nervously smiling at Kathy, I ducked between her thighs as her hand went to the back of my head. I kissed her inner thighs at first, then buried my face in her bush breathing in her scent. Oh, it was so fucking arousing. Her lips were moist already and her snatch was juicy, her clit swollen and standing proud.. Hot, saline, water pours from my welling eyes and falls in little droplets to the carpet. The trickle becomes a flood, and before I know it, I’m reeling forward in the throes of sorrow, and spilling eighteen years of regret onto the floor. I feel a pair of soft, comforting, hands delicately touch my shoulders, and the heat of someone’s body embracing me affectionately from behind. “Let it out, Sierra,” Eleanor whispers in my ear, “you’ve been holding in the poison for too long.” “I knew I.