Chapter 9

Teasing my dickhead around in her wet gash to get it slick was exquisite torture, for Marjorie and I both. When I slotted the head in her and pushed it home, I sighed as she sucked in a breath.

"You are a big man, and in serious need too."

"What man wouldn't be in serious need around you, Marjorie?"

She didn't reply but she did pull me to her for more kisses. Shoving it on up her, I let my hands at her breasts as I started the old in out in out.

My thumbs flicked and rubbed over her wonderful nipples and then her knees came up, changing the angle of my strokes when she wrapped her ankles behind my humping ass. Her arms went back around my neck as she hugged herself to me, laid her head on my shoulder, and then humped me back with a will.

I was getting to the short rows quickly and I knew she was on her way. I dropped a hand to her bush and let my thumb stroke and tease her clitoris. This action put an earnest tone to her ass's motion and in only a few minutes she was biting down on my shoulder to keep from crying out as we both went over the edge.

After a moment and a few deep breaths I kissed her again, more sweetly this time than passionately.

"Hold on," I said, a moment later, breaking the kiss and then lifting her from the table with my diminishing dick still up her.

She did hold on with both her arms and her legs and I scooted my feet along toward her bedroom, being careful not to let the pants down around my knees trip me.

I lay Marjorie down in her bed when I reached it, even though it pained my now reviving dick to lose its sheath. She was smiling up at me but nearly misty eyed.

Her eyes widened a little when I sat on the bed to pull off my boots and take my pants off completely.

"Oh," she said, when she noticed that my dick was waxing again and not waning as she'd probably expected.

"Oh is right. Now that I've had my wicked way with you once, did you think I'd leave so quickly? I simply must do it to you right, now that I've stifled your protest for a while. The next time I'm in need you will surely lock me out before I can make my case," I said, teasing her.

"I doubt it, what would another slice off the loaf matter, later. Besides, as your hands found quickly, your bread was already buttered as soon as you touched it," she said, teasing me back.

Marjorie was positively shocked when I pulled her on top and speared her from beneath, but she loved it grandly soon enough. Especially after I had her lean over and lower a nipple to my lips.

Careful attention to detail had a finger wet and slippery at just the right time, and when she took off on this trip, the finger I pushed up her ass at a critical moment foiled her attempt to keep from screaming. She collapsed onto my chest, panting.

Later, I was afraid Marjorie wasn't up to learning about dog style fucking yet and I saved that lesson for another day. I did take my time to nail her properly to the bed before I left. I hope she had enough measurements to get started because she wasn't up to taking any more this afternoon.

When I got back to the scene of civil punishment I saw that in my absence the crowd had stopped avoiding his head with their kicks. I asked for opinions and though some wanted to give him a proper hanging, nobody would volunteer to put his fat ass up on a horse just for the pleasure of seeing the horse spooked out from under him after the noose was placed. So I shot him once in each eye and the gravedigger dragged him to his final resting place with a mule.

The store's door was open when I tried it and I found Mary and the twins in the front. The twins were exploring the merchandise and Mary was sitting at the table, trying not to laugh at their excitement.

"Did Mrs Carlson get your measurements," Mary asked.

A quick glance across the room showed me that the twins weren't looking at us.

"Yes, every one of them," I told Mary, and then lewdly rubbed up and down my crotch a time or two.

As I sat down near her and poured myself a shot, Mary blushed brightly but she was smiling.

"No doubt she made you a V while you were there," she said, giggling.

"I'm not sure about that, but she did share three pieces of buttered bread from her loaf. It's strange though, I still feel hungry," I said, putting a hand between Mary's legs, under the table, and giving one a gentle squeeze.

"Mrs Clancy seems to be resting well after taking the Laudanum. I gave her some soup since she thought she could keep it down and she went to sleep shortly after. Lilly and Lilah say that they can take care of her but they've been exploring since she drifted off," Mary said.

"I'm sure they're glad to be out of that wagon."

"No doubt. What about you? Are you ready for supper?"

"I'm not ashamed to say I am," I said.

"Lilly, are you and Lilah ready for supper?"

"Yes Ma'am," they both said, at the same time.

We had buffalo steak again, and plenty of beans. Mary had baked some biscuits this time. The biscuits were the best of the bunch and during the meal I remembered exactly the type of seasoning buffalo steak needed. Ketchup, I wondered if it'd been invented yet.

Lilly and Lilah seemed shy during supper but I couldn't blame them. They'd been through an ordeal I could barely imagine. I was pleased to see that they were polite and had good table manners, a chancy thing at best in these times.

They helped Mary clean up afterward and she was about to go to the bunkhouse with them to make a last check on their mother before bedtime. I spoke up before they got away.

"Girls, I know you must be frightened and sad from the things you've had to deal with lately. There's nothing I can do for that, but I want you to know that you can come to me for anything you want or are worried about from now on.

"I don't care if you just wake up in the middle of the night from a bad dream. If you need anything, just come and get me - anytime, day or night. I won't be angry or upset and I'll help you deal with it, whatever it is," I said.

They promised they would and then all three of them went to check on Mrs Clancy.

I was still drinking a last cup of coffee when Mary came back alone.

"That was nice, what you told Lilly and Lilah. I could tell that it made them feel much better," she said.

"I'm glad then. I'm sure their mother has no intention of going back to Missouri and joining a wagon train and they'll need to feel safe around me," I said.

"They will?"

"Of course, where else can they live? All three of them will have to move in with me after I buy the Christopher place tomorrow. They will probably need to stay here until Carolyn is feeling better, but the sooner they can move, the more quickly things can begin to seem normal for them. I'm sure Silas won't mind having them for boarders for a while," I said.

"No, he won't. Even if they can't pay cash I'm sure he can work out some type of trade for some of the goods they have in their wagon. The Mayor had Frank search that evil man's body and Frank brought Carolyn the seven dollars they found, and he brought the man's gun and gun belt for you. He said you'd seemed interested in it," Mary told me.

"No need to worry about any trading, I'll pay Silas in gold for anything Lilly, Lilah, or Carolyn need, use, eat, or want while they're here."

"You are so generous, do you really have that much gold?" she asked, and I could tell from the way she said it that she was merely curious and wasn't wondering how she could get hold of some of it.

"It isn't that I have so much, though I do have a lot. I know where to get more, many times more than I have with practically no trouble at all. Gold or money is the least of my problems."

"I shouldn't have asked, I wasn't really trying to pry into your business," she said.

"I don't mind at all, you can ask me anything you want and I'll tell you if I know. It's only fair, since I fully intend to pry into your business as soon as we can get to bed," I said, smiling wolfishly.

"Oh you. You know very well that I'm panting for it myself."