She hiked up the tiny skirt and then nudged down the skin tight fishnets, realizing as she sat sown that she had once again forgotten her panties."Ugh...!" she grumbled looking at the basically see through crotch of her large gap fishnets, "I knew I hurried too much again. Oh well, easier access." She giggled to herself.When she had finished she pulled up the stockings feeling them tear at the crotch. "Damn! Now it's really easy access." She thought as she fixed herself, pulling the skimpy skirt. I had no figure. I was tall but pear-shaped. My butt was too wide, my chest too flat. My teeth were my only good point — white, straight, perfect thanks to years of braces. But my nose was crooked and my eyes were set too close together and noticeably uneven.Still, I was intelligent and having people I worked with sneer at me because I wasn't a beauty queen hurt.Especially Bryce. Bryce was the kind of boy I'd always dreamed would one day look past my witch-like exterior and see my inner beauty.. I just sucked at the head of his cock for all I was worth. I heard an “oh, fuck.” And he came in my mouth. I choked on it at first and swallowed. I squeezed his balls slightly as he filled my mouth. The warmth and feeling of the throbbing on my tongue was amazing. I swallowed and choked again. Some cum came out of my nose and it burned, my eyes watered. I coughed with his cock still in my mouth and cum slipped out the corner of my lips. I squinted close my eyes and focused on sucking the head. I had fired four shots and Jeff had fired three, so the robbers were well and truly dead.The horses were more upset by the smell of blood than they were by the sound of the gunshots, but they didn't do more than move around a little, even though they were no longer hitched to the rail. People came pouring out onto the veranda, stupid as that sounds, but went back inside as soon as they saw that the excitement was over.Jeff and I went through the pockets, etc., of the crooks and found a few.