THE OLD WEST Part 8

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THE OLD WEST Part 8Sorry to anyone waiting the sequel, but the story now goes on. Hank Mitchell finally finished the shit jobs top hand Ted Koomins had given him and took his time washing up for a late supper. Cookie the chinese cook real name Fung Wu liked Hank and Didn,t mind cooking food just for Hank. Cookie was a cheerful fat little man who ignored the nasty racist remarks made about him. Most of the crew actually liked him except bigot Koomins who seemed to hate anyone that wasn,t white. Once Hank had finished his meal he found it almost time to join the girls at the old play house, but decided to play safe and take a roundabout detour unaware Koomins was watching and trailing him as he made his way to the old building. Hank thought for a second that the girls hadn,t arrived yet as there was no lights showing inside, but when he knocked Tara,s voice invited him to “Come on in Hank”. Once inside it took a few minutes for his eyes to adjust to the lack of light and when they did the scene before him was something else. Both Tara and Anna sat on the bed naked as nature intended. “Evenin, Ladies. Wondered casino siteleri if you were gonna be here for a sec.” Hank drawled at the sexy sight. “Oh we decided to get all ready for you Hank Honey.” Tara. Ow rose and padded on bare feet to the kerosene lamp, struck a match, lit the lamp and returned to rejoin Anna. “What did you turn the lamp on for?” He asked. “You,re joking! I wanna see just how BIG your Gun is of course!” She giggled. “I already felt it, but now wanna See it!” “Shucks! Ain,t all That Big!” He actually blushed red. “I,ll be the judge of that Hank Baby! Get it out so I can SEE!” She ordered so Hank unzipped his flies and cautiously revealed his large cock careful not to catch it in the zip. “WOW! You are HUGE!” Tara gasped. “Can,t wait to feel you deep in my soaking wet pussy!” “Getcthem clothes off and join us Honey!” she invited. Hank managed to get his boots off, then his vest and shirt, then his jeans before finally removing his hat and sitting on the bed between the “ladies”. Both took it in turns to kick and suck his penis and Hank found it very pleasurable receiving all canlı casino this adoration, but now Tara was pressing him back on the bed as Anna continued to suck his cock. Tara now straddled Hank,s face and slowly deliberately lowered her cunt to his lips letting some pussy juices drip down into his mouth. “See how WET I am for you Hank Honey! Eat my pussy for a while as baby sister sucks you off!” she groaned as his tongue began to lap her labial lips. Meanwhile Koomins had carefully tracked Hank and was watching it all from a side window knowing they were oblivious to his voyeurism, his large cock in his meaty hand as he beat his meat to the scene inside. Tara with eyes closed was writhing above Hanks licking mouth and tongue as Anna sucked Hanks cock eagerly, All three intent on bringing each other fabulous climaxes. But before Hank could come Tara had switched with Anna now riding Hank,s cock as Anna was having him eat her fanny! Long before the trio inside had cum Koomins hadblown his heavy seed all over the side of the building and getting his breath back. “Mitchell is dead Meat!” He vowed. kaçak casino “He fucks Anna fine! After all he likely saved her life, but Tara is Mine and no one else Fucks My Tara!” Slowly stealthily he sneaked back to the bunk house planning how he would dispose of Mitchell as soon as possible. Hank was utterly exhausted when he at last kissed the girls and bid them good night hoping for more threesome fun while Tara continued her visit. He again took care retracing his footsteps and all seemed sleeping when he climbed in his bunk and fell into a deep sleep. Meanwhile Koomins who had faked sleep got up and went outside to smoke his pipe. “Sleep Well Mitchell!” He pledged. “Tomorrow You,ll be Sleepng Permanently”! Next morning Koomins detailed Hank to search for strays in the western section of the Connelly ranch then tracked him methodically. Hank had woke up with a feeling of trepidation that something horrible might happen to him today so when he went out he kept a practised eye on his whereabouts half expecting trouble and as he was forcing the stream that ran through the ranch it happened. Suddenly a harsh stroke lifted his hat away from his head and he found himself falling from his horse into,the water, a terrible pain on the right side of his head, then he heard the report of the single rifle shot as he landed in chest deep water.TBC

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