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“Chad's Carpentry....Hi Dawn, what a coincidence, I just hung up with Hazel a couple minutes ago.....No, I didn't know that, she sure doesn't look that old.....Plastic surgery, huh....I don't know, they felt natural to me.....Yeah, they're bigger than usual, but so are yours, and you told me yours were natural, didn't you?.....Calm down, I didn't say that, they're beautiful, Why'd you call me?.....Sure I do cabinet work.....This week? Hazel, grabbing my arm, pulled me in the house while saying, “I want you to meet some of my friends and co-workers, Chad.” She pointed and rattled off their names which I'm sure she had no intention of me remembering.
I pulled my horse up up aside of the wagon, leaned over and said “Well, ladies, we're going to make it into Sante Fe in a couple of hours, but you both look a little trail worn. We should pull over by that stream there, rest the horses so they look perky, and maybe spruce up a little. We arrived in Sante Fe amidst lots of stares at a man on horseback leading a wagon with some more horses tied to the back and two strikingly attractive, imperious looking women sitting in it. The ladies sat there, looking straight ahead, until I tied my horse and went to help them down.
I finally took the bull by the horns and said “Listen, you ladies are acting like observers instead of participants in last nights festivities and I'm a little tired of gettin' a snub here. Her large upright breasts were a sight the old-time sculptors were always trying for but never reached the perfectionthey sought.I now beheld her lush hips framed a beautiful pussy with a small patch of crisp black hair above. That's one reason we're going to Sante Fe. They probably won't have heard about us and our old manager said that the patrons of theater in Sate Fe would welcome us” Sandra declared. Sandra affirmed this “ I was raised in a very wealthy family and know all the ways that wealthy people are to act and behave.
Honey, these ladies are very good friends of mine, Sandra and Jasmine.” When they heard me call Sara honey they both looked at me, then each other, and then Sara with very tight smiles and perfunctory “Nice to meet you” words that didn't mean a damn thing except maybe Sam's in trouble as the sweat started rolling down my back. But maybe I had done through stupidity and a big mouth exactly the right thing as they looked at one another and then leaned forward and, without the attitude, Sandra said, “What do you mean, Sam, about being taken advantage of?”
When I took her home her stepdad opened the door and glared at me, “You're almost late, watch the time from now on.” He leered at Marilyn's back as she entered and slammed the door in my face. Elena, not missing a beat, responded, “We're fucking dear, what does it look like?” She grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me into her when I hesitated and humped up against me to get me going again. Marilyn took a break to say,”Oh mom, you taste so good on Mark's cock.” And went back to slurping and sucking on my dick.
Fortunately, when we reached Sadie's little shack, Frederick had hired a couple men, and with the men Jack had sent, it didn't take long to get everything inside where the maids unpacked and hung it all in their rooms. Naomi said,“It's what we can do for you, senor Sam, we have come to turn down your bed and give you some fresh towels,” and after a moment, “And whatever else you may require.” The last was delivered with a sideways glance and a slight simper. Naomi blushed slightly and said “Ah, Senor Sam, I have a small wager with Lisa,and I would like to ask you for a favor, por favor.” After a hesitation she continued in a little louder voice, “Would you show her your cock?
That was a little rough, I thought, and peeking out from behind my tree I yelled “What the hell did you do that for” when the third fella drew his pistol and put a round in my tree. I took a careful look around to see if there were any more yahoos around that might take a notion that I had outlived my usefulness but seeing only three saddle horses I figured I could breathe a little easier unless the ladies resented my demising their companions. The big blonde drew herself up and sort of settled herself before replying “We're actresses who are trying to get to Sante Fe. Those men were recommended by our old manager to guide us as they were supposed to know the trail.