So, while the storylinewill continue, some things will adapt somewhat to be more with thetimes. Please go back and read part 1 and 2 to catch up. Than...k you*Chapter 3:After Stacey and I cleaned ourselves up, we took all of our purchasesto the counter to cash out. 20 minutes later, and Stacey's credit cardbalance several hundred dollars higher, we made our exit from the storewith all of my new wardrobe in tow. I wore my male clothes out, butkept the lingerie on underneath. We made our way back to. I took more into my mouthuntil I was stroking up and down the whole length. Sheheld my head as I sucked, stroking my hair. Finallyshe erupted and cum shot into my mouth, shot aftershot, until finally it dribbled to an end. I swallowedit and sucked her dick clean.After I got back in the seat next to her she began toplay with my crotch. I undid my belt and zipper andslipped my jeans down. She pulled my dick and ballsout of my shorts and played with them, then slid downso she could return the. He knew she was part Indian though was still unsure which tribe. She displayed skills almost equal to his own, skills he'd learned from three tribes.John moved to the front of what was called the saloon. Yeah, a building with tables, chairs, a bar plus a lot of rot gut. Wouldn't do to drink much of that swill. An hour later, the streets cleared as the sound of jingling spurs was the only sound heard. John looked at the tall man in black britches, boots and shirt. A scar running across one side. She struggled but I held her down as John moved behind her and shove his cock into her. She loudly groaned as John took her by the waist and started nailing her. I took her by the hair again and lifted it and before she could say anything I shove my hard cock into her mouth, shutting her up. Both of us in extreme ends, plugging this beautiful girl. I’m making her gag and choke, she figures out that to stop me from gagging her, she’s going to have to make the effort to willingly suck my cock..