“Let’s see, probably because it’s one of the biggest outposts in the west!” Ginger said urgently in a rather hushed voice. Milf sex Pure pleasure rushed over his body as he entered Abigail. She was motioning for Pete to come back to her. A red corset perked up her tits, and her stockings carefully covered her long legs. As Abigail stroked Pete’s hard cock, he switched and took Abigail’s other tit into his mouth, sucking on her already erect nipple. Pete quickly looked away from her and returned to cleaning himself up, “Nothing.”
Ginger said nothing and rolled away from Pete. Taking a seat at the bar, Pete and Ginger each ordered themselves a drink. Her legs spread wide, Abigail could feel Pete’s hard member against her wet pussy. One with a scraggly beard tripped over his friend, catching himself on Ginger. Climbing on top of her, Pete ran his hand up the side of her slender body. It wasn’t long before they had camp packed up and were on the back of their horses.
