“What about bad guys like we’ve run into on the trail to Fountain City?”“What about them?”“Can you and Opal Anne hold off a crew of ten or... twenty rough men?” Mick asked with concern.“Opal Anne is a crack shot. I’m not bad. I plan to cut a winding path through the trees to make straight shots impossible. I’m going to plant dynamite in various places that I’ll make look like good places for the bad guys to hide if we’re shooting at them. Then I can cluster some of them up and blow them to. He practically lived in his truck. Except for sitting and listening to chatty waitresses, and getting a room once in awhile to stretch his legs. He was perfectly happy with this life, and looked forward to each 'run'.Danny was young, 28 years old, with blonde/brown hair to his shoulders, and brown eyes. He was of average height, and weight proportionate. Many females would stare, or do a double take when he walked by. He didn't pay much attention. He had a tight schedule to keep, and loved the. His smile had been wide and dazzling. He had pounced on her then and pinned her to the bed amongst everything he laid out and kissed her hard and deep, the passion taking her breath away. Josh had straddled her body pinning her arms under his knees and, taking a breast in each hand had pressed them around his cock and began to move between them. After a few minutes, he stopped and wedged a pillow under her head and fed her the tip of his cock as he searched blindly around on the bed behind him.. As I stood there Jane moved closer to me and opened my dressing gown her tongue licked her lips as she grabbed my cock and yes she grabbed my cock, squeezing hard as she did so.Looking over as Jane began stroking my cock, I watched John starting to wank his cock, my god I though, wow what a nice cock John has, about 8" uncut and hard as a iron girder, his hand slowly moving up and down his shaft as he stood up and moved to the bed and lay down. I though to myself, I am such a lucky guy and in.