“Who are you here with?” She then asks back.“I’m on my own,” he explains, and before she can ask the follow up, “I’m a special friend of...Maria’s,” he adds.“Ah, so, are you Tom then?” Asks the woman.“Yes I am. What is your name?” He asks“ Debbie” She answers. “Is it true what Maria says about you, then?”“And what might that be?” Tom asks, already knowing the answer.“That you are rather well endowed, down there.” She replies nodding toward his groin.“Might be!” he replies cagily!“So what are you. I could have dropped his horse easily, but it was about the prettiest pinto pony I had ever seen, so I held my fire and waited. My opportunity came when he rose up from his horse's neck to look back, no doubt checking for pursuers. That was his official last act on God's green Earth. My shot took him cleanly in the center of his upper chest. I figured he was on his way to hell before he hit the ground.I dropped back down behind the rock and instinctively started reloading. In fewer than fifteen. We went there last night until they closed and kicked us out.” She started to kiss him and push her breasts in his face. Soon, Pam mounted his head so he could eat her out. Meanwhile, Ginny had mounted his rampant cock and started to ride him at a fairly rapid clip. He heard her have one orgasm but she continued right on towards the next one.An hour later, Pam and Ginny lay aside from the sixty-nine they’d been in for the past five minutes cleaning Dave’s spend from inside each other. Dave lay. This is Harry, and this is Robert, and these are the Bainbridges, John and Hope. Last but not least, allow me to introduce you to Mister William Rutherspoon and his niece, Miss Angelique DuBois. Did I get that correct, my dear? Miss DuBois is a French relation and has accompanied William here to see the States.” He pointed to each of us in turn and for several moments there was a flurry of arms crisscrossing as we all shook hands.I should take a few moments to describe the new, though.