"I gave up in disgust and asked for a bottle of beer. For some reason I didn't fancy a glass, so after finding a table in the corner, I drank the luke...warm, flat brown cloudy stuff straight from the bottle.I looked around to see if Deaf had appeared but no, the place was full of men in dirty raincoats, a bit like mine funnily enough, but no Deaf.It was my guess that in a dump like this there wouldn't be a fire exit so I kept my eyes peeled to see when my man came out of the john or where ever. He started off slowly at first and then got faster and faster. Then he was fucking me VERY hard. I was moaning so loud feeling his cock fuck me like that. He put me back on the bed and put my legs over his shoulders. His cock went so deep in my pussy like this. Mmm…. it felt so good being on my back with his cock slamming into my pussy. Being fucked hard and being naughty was so hot. He took some oil off of the table and put it all over my tits. He rubbed and played with them while he fucked me. Another feeling follows that rush. That feeling is an inescapable need to please you. This started with Ashlynn a few days after we started fucking. By the end of the week, we were fucking for half the day. Meetings, dinner with friends, socializing no longer important to her. She just wanted to fuck all day long. Friday, like Thursday, she called out of work. After fucking all morning we dozed off. I opened my eyes to her rubbing her labia with the head of my shaft. Her pussy soaked, drooling. Your money or your life!” Davey yelled, his two pistols drawn and cocked. One was pointing at the two coachmen, the other at the portly gentleman staring, wide-eyed out of the coach.Eyeing the coachmen, he said, “I have no quarrel with you men, be off with you, or it’s is a ball between the eyes for you both.” The two men looked at each other, turned and fled.Davey dismounted his horse, and striding to the coach, pulled open the door. He surveyed the scene with the practised eye one of his.