When I went into the store, Mr. Collins was already waiting on another man and I went back to look at the handguns. I wanted to buy each of my men a C...olt like I carry.“Joss, is that you?” Mr. Collins asked as he walked back to where I was.“Yes Sir. I’ve come back here to make my home out on the Peters’ spread, like Mr. Merle asked me to.”“Joss, you may be too late to help them. I hate to tell you ... Merle passed on, two months after you rode out. I’ve wished many times over the past month or. I started to cum, my little squeals coming faster now. Matt laughed, "Look, Billy, she likes it. All the little high school tramps like it when you go down. So who wants her to suck their cock?” he yelled. Billy unzipped his pants. “I ate her, she owes me.” "Yeah suck his cock good you little whore, or I will spank that pretty ass." He suspected how much that turned me on. I loved getting a hard spanking. I wasn't sure that fucking a bunch of guys was something I should do, but once again the. Nice dress.’ Ronnie Smythe was a basketball player, mediocre student and self-styled stud. At least he wasn’t drooling, Julie thought. ‘Thanks, Ronnie. Did you come with someone?’ she asked pointedly. ‘Nah, you know me, I like to play the field Julie.’ he bragged. Within a few seconds, two more or her classmates appeared, Bill Farnham and Jane Simmons. ‘Hi Julie,’ Jane exclaimed. ‘Wow! You look fabulous. Where did you get that dress? It’s … so … sexy!’ she said, pointedly. It went on like. " Get that mess in the sink cleaned up," she interrupted me, "then come downstairs. I'll cook you some breakfast." She gave my cock one last squeeze and slipped through the bathroom door as quietly as she had come in.I sagged against the sink on trembling legs and regarded myself in the mirror. "Jesus," I muttered to my reflection, "imagine being sucked off by your own mother."And, outside the door, my mother heard the words and smiled. It was going to be good.I came down the stairs slowly, not.