It was enough for him to ease his hand off the handle of his cross-draw six-shooter and issue a word of welcome."Howdy, Bob, come on in and rest your ...bones. I got no warrant on you so set your mind at ease."The shifty looking hombre with the wide-brimmed sombrero glided into the office on silent moccasins cradling a Henry repeater in the crook of his arm."You got a sweet deal here, amigo. It sticks in my mind that not too long ago, we were both making tracks to shed that posse from our trail up. As my beautiful child drew milk from my ageing breast, just picturing the intense sexual and emotional feelings that accompanied those remembered inseminations led me to wet whatever seat I was sitting on so often that I now never fed my baby without a folded towel beneath my bottom. I would rub myself brazenly against it when the sensations grew so intense that only a real, wet climax would release me.The first unassisted orgasm this phenomenon produced came entirely unexpected, shaking me. Moving lower on her neck again he gently bit down. His arms drew her closer, and then his hand closed around her budding breast. He kneaded it gently, warming it with the heat of his fingers. Her nipple hardened instantly and he understood finally that she was loving this. Hearing his own groan brought him back to reality. "Time for bed," he managed to say as he let go of her.After she climbed off his lap, he looked down at his pants where she had rested her weight on his leg. There was a wet. You think at the time that's what you really want, but would soon find out that might have been a big mistake. You hear me going into a drawer for what you have no idea. Beginning to get scared, you seem to realize how it only adds to you wanting to be used real hard. "Spread your legs wide NOW!" I bark the order. "I want to get your slut hole ready" I state. "Ready for what?" you wonder as you spread your legs wide for me. Something pushes at your hot hole, you don't care what it is. You just.