Longarm and the Border Wildcat

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The beautiful redhead squirmed on Longarm’s lap as he drew her head down to his and kissed her.  Her lips parted eagerly, and before his tongue had a chance to slide into her mouth, her tongue was exploring his.  At the same time, she dropped her hand to his groin and began massaging his rapidly hardening shaft.

Longarm broke the kiss and said in a husky voice, “I hate to tell you to stop what you’re doing, darlin’, but we are in a public place.”

“No one here will care,” she told him as her fingers tightened on him.

That was true.  Nobody else in this Del Rio saloon seemed to be paying any attention at all to what was going on at the table in the back corner of the room.  They were too busy laughing and talking and drinking and gambling and doing plenty of carousing of their own.

Longarm sighed.  “I reckon you’re right.  But I’d still feel a mite more comfortable upstairs in your room.”

She gave his manhood a final squeeze.  “All right, Custis, if that is what you wish.  Come.”

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