"But yours feel better." said Amy trying to reassure her new friend."What? No they don't. Here." Summer took Amy's hand and put it on her breast.Amy g...ently squeezed and then cupped her own. "I don't know..."Summer reached up and began feeling Amy's breasts then her own. The girls were now facing each other touching each other as their nipples started to harden. They looked up at the same time and started laughing, but neither let go of the other. As they laughed, they moved closer to each. I was down the street a ways when I heard gunshots come from one of the saloons, but not the one belonging to the mayor. I ran down the street to meet a crowd of men coming out the door as fast as it was possible to do so. There was one shot after I arrived, and I had to use the attributes of my body armor to work my way inside.Once inside the saloon, I saw a man dressed in a classic cowboy outfit holding a gun, and another man was lying bleeding on the floor. From my position, I could not tell. It just so happened that they were all Georges, so George rightfully could be called George the Third. Of course, he never used that title because it sounded so very royal and pretentious.The diminutive jockey with the name of George was originally from a place called Sedgwick on Avon but whenever anyone asked him his place of origin, he just shrugged his shoulders and mumbled,"Up North!"He had been fairly successful this past season. That was a very fortunate happenstance since his father had. I’ve eaten a couple of gallons of cum from her when she returns home from a night out. I can’t complain about any of this because its my fault she is into this lifestyle. After we first married I started buying her all types of sexy things to wear out. Then I introduced her to cuckolding buy having her give head to one of my best friends. She was reluctant at first but once she saw Mike piece of man meat she couldn’t wait to get it in her mouth. His cock when soft is at least two inches longer.