Slippery Stud’s Solo Session Unleashed

This mule was about as gentle and sound as a mule could possibly be and he handled well with a light rein. Black porn Jim had saddled Chief and tied him to Anya’s wagon that morning, so he was already prepared for this moment. The one good thing he’d done in the last month was to kill that damned Silas Hawkins, if you could call his having killed another mother’s son a good thing. That night he came close to falling off of his horse when he tried to dismount. He couldn’t tell if Gustav was quite that good, not having actually seen him work with a horse, but the man did talk as if he had an amazing knowledge of the animals. The elderly man behind the desk was evidently the telegrapher. The feller had a real sour look on his face, Jim realized it was because he’d stolen the man’s thunder by not haggling with him on the deal.