“Fuck the pretty little whore, fuck her hard!” Amy’s tits wobbled furiously as the intense fucking continued. Suddenly as the fucking reached a ...urious crescendo the man stopped. He pulled out his big cock and he stared directly at Amy.” Take my huge load you filthy whore, take it, take it. Thick jets of cum shot towards Amy’s face and she opened her mouth expectantly. Two full jets filled Amy’s mouth instantly, as she struggled to swallow the hot cum. Then two huge jets exploded off her big. ” I proceeded to fuck her, faster with every thrust. She looked deeply in my eyes and could see the dilemma I was having. “You can come in me; my mom has had me on the pill since I’ve been 12.” With that I felt a swelling in my balls that I knew oh so well, but this time it was much more intense. Her tight body and pussy were keeping rhythm with me. My balls were slapping against her ass every time I rammed my cock into her. I pulled out a little too far and when I came down my well lubed cock. . You really WANT me. You REALLY want me. I never saw you like this before. How come you never ... You're so forceful. You know I love it when you're manly!"Any man with half his senses would've read right through it, but ol' Bert has that ego, plus, up close, I can smell a bit of booze. Clarity of thought isn't his strong suit when he's sober. His face softened."Let's toss the covers off this thing. You an' me can..." I'm gonna FUCK you right here!" he said. He let me loose. "Strip! I wanna. Martha answered, "That poor man tried to help us when we were first accosted. He was hit over the head with a gun barrel. I hope that he is not seriously injured."I looked him over and found that he only had the gash and no broken bones. I was still bent over him when the marshal ran into the store. "What's going on here? Ladies, are you all right?"Martha answered, "Yes, we are all okay, thanks to our husband. That gentleman he is bending over was hurt by those two dead men before my husband.