"Joe couldn't respond simply nodding as he clamped his hands on her breasts, feeling the hard nipple scratch his palm."You love filling me up with you...r long, young cock don't you."Joe's head was spinning from the crushing silky feel of his mother's pussy.With a smile, Joyce began to bounce up and down on his shaft, milking the cum out of him. Joe exclaimed in pure sexual joy watching this perfect goddess bounce up and down, tits bouncing in front of him. Fleshy orbs that he couldn't even get. I provided her with three business cards for different sorts of 'security' companies that could and would handle this sort of operation. A more reliable but expensive company that used mostly western trained mercenaries, another much cheaper company that used strictly local talent and a last group that had some of both. She chose the expensive western mercs, saying that she'd prefer a fast hard kill with fewer screwups (and witnesses). I didn't disagree but this told me a bit more about my. Our supply trains to Colorado were guarded by Indian troops. We learned that the white settlers in Colorado were more comfortable when there was a white person in nominal control, even if the control was only in appearance, so one white man was purportedly in charge of the Indian guards aboard each train. There had only been the single attack on our wagons, and none on our trains. When people discovered the bodies of the attackers after the first attack, eviscerated, and stacked like cordwood. ”She gave him Marlene’s last name also, and told him she may have to call occasionally, if we didn’t get a chance.“We’ll have your new checks printed and ready to be mailed to you - or even picked up, if you come back this way in a week or so.”“Just hold them for now, and the first time I call, I’ll know more about our schedule.”“You do know - you have over fifty thousand on deposit as of this morning - do you not?”“FIFTY THOUSAND? How can that be?” Sherry asked, then looked at me.“Chris Croft.