The wettness from her urine provided little lubrication, but it was enough for the massive head of the horse to find the opening of her sex, and he th...rust forward, driving the first few inches of his cock into her. Lisa was screaming, what little she could with the breath that wasn't knocked out of her. The horse lunged again, send himself further into her violated pussy. It was more than Lisa had ever been use to, and since she hadn't had sex in months, she surely was use to anything,. I got to the shop just before 6:30. Pam was still in her long dressing gown. ‘I’m sorry Bill I overslept and didn’t have time to shower and dress’. Pam had laid the various papers out on a table in the back room before I arrived. There were over a dozen different titles and of course the weekly/monthly magazines. As we were doing the house by house collating we had to stretch across each other and occasionally our sides would touch. I could feel Pam’s thigh through her gown and when she leaned. Jean answered the door and then directed the pair into the parlor. Once the pair were settled, Mrs. White on the settee and Williams discreetly standing in a corner of the room, Mrs. White got right down to business.She asked Jean, "May I please speak to the person that they call 'The Spanish Kid?'"Jean bowed, and left the room to find Shaylee.Shaylee was not well pleased that the old woman was in the parlor. The young shootist knew quite well why the Grand Dame had come. They'd already had the. "I'm sorry about yesterday," he says in a whisper."Which part?" Whichever part makes you the most upset." That's not…" She groans as he moves his hand to massage her clit. "An apology… ah…" She moans in pleasure. "Kylo?" Yes, Rey?" Are you going to keep seeing other women?"He pauses for a moment in his thrusting. Then continues vigorously. "Yes."His answer frustrates her. Indignant, Rey tries to buck off of him. But his arms wrap around and hold her like a vice. She struggles against him. He.