I grabbed Winnie just as she grabbed me, and we tumbled to the floor, temporarily out of the direct line of fire, and I could hear Edward, Jack and th...e team returning fire.We stayed down because we were unarmed. Jack knew where we were and had to know we weren't returning fire, so I felt sure that he'd fight his way over to us as fast as possible. When I saw him shimmying down the deck, I kicked over two tables to give him a little more cover. He nodded his thanks and tossed a pistol to me,. Among these were saloons, gambling halls and whorehouses. The north side of the tracks was wide streets and big businesses.Front street ran through the main part of town, and such notable businesses on the ‘good’ side of the tracks were, The Long Branch Saloon, Mueller’s Boot Shop, Hoover’s Liquor and Cigar Store, The Dodge House Hotel and other legitimate businesses.Tom asked directions to the sheriff’s office from the driver of a freight wagon loaded with buffalo hides.“Right on up yonder a. Paul was a good learner, every roll of his tongue over Diane’s clit brought out a tiny sound of pleasure from her. So, he stayed there, lapping gently on it. He pushed down with a little more pressure, while still rolling the bulb with the tip of his tongue. Diane’s soft moans told him to keep going. He lifted his fingers to her inner thighs, and brushed down them until he felt the curve of her ass cheeks. He stroked her lips, smearing juice over his fingers, and slid the top of his index. I asked her what to do and she answered whatever I could arrange it would be nice for her….So I set up for her a small group gangbang, with at least three black guys.Saturday evening passed and about midnight the doorbell rang. Ana went to answer and came back holding the hand of a nice looking young black man, Roddy was his name. He was the first guy of the three I had invited over to enjoy my sweet wife. I had met him in the neighborhood and he had told me he was a good nine plus inches black.