"If you put it in me, I'm gonna start coming!"He doesn't speak. His mouth merges with mine, I feel the hot head of his dick spreading the lips of my p...ussy. I'm wet, I'm supremely horny, and so yes, it's a pussy. And he's pushing into it."Ahhhhgod! Dannn!" 'Dan' works as well and any other random sound to vocalize my climax. I hunch up, forcing him as deep as we can get, abusing my button. It's almost like a piezo-electric crystal. Each crunch I give to it sends a charge through my body. I suck. " Mariannenow pulled back, and smiled nervously. Robin only took a splitsecond to decide.He hadn't really believed that Hannah could want him, but her positive opinionsof him, as relayed by Marianne, were so egoboosting that he figured hedeserved to have Marianne too. So he drank up quickly and Marianne followedhis lead. Claire left the bar with them, and headed off back to her room.Marianne and Robin headed back to his room. "Let's see what you've got then," Marianne said with a giggle, sitting. ”“Do you think they may have been there and left and you just missed them?”“What man would leave two busted up horses layin’ down under that wagon hurtin’ like that?”“I see, Marshal. I suppose you’re right.”“You still ain’t seen the four man escort?”“No, would you have any guesses as to where they may be?”“I have no way of knowing, Lieutenant. I don’t know where they came from and didn’t know where they were headed until we met the patrol that was lookin’ for ‘em.“They came out of Arkansas. As the sun set, there was a stunning display of color in thewestern sky. In the distance a coyote began to howl and was answered bythe rest of the pack. It all felt so familiar that it almost felt likeshe had never been away and she again recognized what a special placethe spa was. She brought out her bag of goodies, consisting mainly of Penn T-shirtsand hats and passed them out. "So how long will you be out here, Jirra?" asked Tara as she slipped onher ball cap. "Perfect fit by the way, thank.