I got some good ol’ dirty phone talk for ya, Pardner! Come on over and sit a spell, clean my dusty clodhoppers off for me a little bit and I’ll spin you a nasty little yarn about a girl who got bucked off her horse, picked up by a posse of cattlehands and fucked six ways from Sunday by the whole crew! Sure, you can use my feet to jack your junk off, if you want to. It might even make you get into it a little more!
I took my little filly out for a ride yesterday morning and it started out just as pleasant as a pocket full of petunias. She galloped like a show horse which made my saddle rub just right on all of my dirty downstairs parts. Just as I was about to get really juicy, she came to a dead stop and reared up on her hind legs, spooked by a snake or something. Before I could come to my senses, she threw me off of her back and ran away like her ass was on fire! The worst part wasn’t the landing, it was that my skirt got stuck on the saddle and ripped off as I fell to the ground.
You might want to stick my toes in your mouth for this next part, it’s a doozy!
So, there I was walking back home through the desert when a gang of ranch hands rode up on me like there was a bounty on my head. I told them what happened and I thought they were going to help me when they offered me a ride. Boy, was I wrong! You’d have thought that I was the one offering all of them a ride, the way they handled me. I hopped on back of one of their stallions and we started trotting, but we weren’t going toward my house. They took me out to some camp of theirs in the mesas, I have no idea where it was. When we got there, they only wanted one thing. Sweet, sweet snatch and plenty of it.
Go ahead and pull my dirty undies to the side and slide your prick up in me while you’re sucking toes, I like that.
I spent all night at their encampment, taking every last one of their sweaty, saddle sore schlongs wherever they wanted to put them. I can’t remember a single minute out of the whole night when my mouth, ass and pussy weren’t stuffed completely full of cowpoke prick! The strangest part was, when they came, they all circled up and blew their loads into their coffee pot and said they were going to save it for morning. I didn’t realize they meant they were saving it for me for the morning. I didn’t really want any part of it, so after they passed out, I hit the dusty trail like real slinky and sneaky like, like a sidewinder slithering away in the sand.
That’s it, been walking all day and then you found me. Now, go ahead and bust that cowboy nut deep up inside of me, then you can tell me all about how you’re going to take me home and put me in a nice hot bath. You did a pretty good job cleaning ‘em off, but my feet hurt like hell and I need some pampering. What do you say, you and your fat hog want to help me out? Or we could just wait here and see if those ranchers show up again. You’d like them, they were pretty fun!
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