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Thus fortified with these revelations, Hoss made it back to her saloon and wondered what he could possibly add to her already full life. She was being very successful, and had all of the men that she could desire. What place could he find in that life? When he reentered her saloon, the guys and girls looked around to him and watched as Mrs. Snyder took his arm and led him up the grand staircase to her rooms. She occupied a third of the upstairs now, with the rest subdivided into small cribs for the working girls. The same two wood stoves with heated water were still in the same place in the hallway, though. And she again asked him to bring two of them with them into her study. It was well decorated and had no bed, just a very fancy couch with a high back. She now removed her outer dress to show her fancy undies and then asked him to unfurl his clothes as she now put it. While he was busy with that she dumped the two heated buckets of water and added from the cool ones she kept on hand in her study to again get the proper temperature in the iron bathtub. No use scalding him before he had served his purpose, she smiled in her heart about. He entered the water and settled back to enjoy her attentions. She moved right on to trimming his hair and his beard to being like what she remembered from his previous very pleasant visit. This time he didn’t flinch at the appearance of the straight razor, or at least not as much as the first time. And he enjoyed her practical and affectionate attentions. After finishing washing and mature rinsing him off, she asked him to stand and she then uncovered her breasts and serviced his member. She gently handled it in her search for sensual excitement, stroked it while hard fuck it was still wet and then took it into her mouth to first gently and then with wild abandon to bring him off into her mouth. With his long absence from being with a woman, it took no time at all, and she showed him his production in her mouth and then swallowed it to his deeply felt pleasure. She then covered the couch with a blanket and invited him to take a place on it so that they could converse about’ matters of mutual interest,’ as she put it. He was still naked, but she laid one of her shawls over his shoulders. She removed all of the undies that remained on her and sat next to him in doggy-style that manner. “Hoss, I know that you have many questions about things between us, but I want you to know that I very much value doggy you as a friend and lover. As a token of that, I am asking for no contribution from you this time. And probably never will again. As you can see I don’t need your money anymore, just your friendship and perhaps,………,more.” “My dear Petty”, he choked out, “I don’t know what I could add to your life, you seem to have it all. And without any help of mine.” “Not entirely true, Hoss. I took the extra funds that you gave me that day and put them into the bank. I added to that total with extra cowgirl funds as I earned them. When a building or property became available at reduced rates, I bought them up and then rented them out. She was breathing heavily she spread her legs they both looked down at her crotch, directly below he mound was a large wet spot. This is going to be fun, she told herself. Remember resistance is futile!" she said with a giggle and she continued to say, "And, you quit stealing our panties; we will leave you a pair of our panties doggy under your pillow once a week. She was right. I doggy-style knew Melanie the longest, she was the love of my life and while Audrey understood and embraced this dynamic, Bonnie didn't. He asked. Aroused by Cheryl’s torment, Lydia fingered herself to one gasping orgasm after another, but Cheryl was having no such luck. I grabbed my dirty clothes, hopped in the rental car and headed off. I’ll wait a few minutes and then send my dad in. It’s his turn. The radio had gone dead, only playing static. I turned to Chef, “Excuse me, I’m so sorry but I have to obey him.” “No, you just laid there like you were on a slab at the morgue.” My clit ached as I rubbed against him. Is someone in mature there? My creation came on my dick. She would lick me up and down, back and forth, and when she hit hard fuck my clit it made me make more sounds. It made me so wet as Ava trembled, her beaming face, famed by her strawberry-blonde hair, got to me. My wings fluttered. “Yes” She ducked her head down low, sheathing one of her pistols as she looked down at her spent Chrono Accelerator with mounting impatience, “Come on, come on come on!!” As Metallica came to an end, the house lights came back on and everything in the suite seemed to just stop. “Ok, I leave cowgirl Saturday.” I told her. A white and brown plaid patterned shirt. He made me tremble and cry for one like some primal woman. She lifted my legs, placed them in the stirrups and applied the soft bindings. “I’m not sure. Bed."