Free cowboysdream by Desconhecido(a) Page B

feather bed kissed the corner of her closed eyes, dragging his lips across her cheek while he fondled her breasts. He captured her nipples between his first and second fingers.
    His lips replaced his fingers and he fed on her nipples.
                “ Mmm ,” Aila moaned, lying back and letting him have his way.
    Her light skinned body of nubile curves lay before his feasting eyes. Bo took in the nest of dark blonde ringlets that adorned the V at the top of her thighs. To test her wetness, he’d slip his fingers into the slit, moving against her nub and got his answer when he felt her moist, contracting opening.
                As he scrutinized her growing need for relief, excitedly and eagerly, she raised her hips off the bed, riding his hand, whimpering and hungry for him.
    Blood surging through his veins like white water down a creek bed, he opened her mouth with a deepening kiss as his hands spread over her bare ass.
    She reached for his waistband and pushed at his pants.
                "Wait a second." Breathlessly he rose off the bed, determined to drive her insane with pleasure. Standing nearby, he pulled off his pants and underwear then stood before her aching for her inspection and approval. His strong burgundy cock stood like a statue; its plum smooth cap glistened with pearls of white, oozing sticky liquid from the slit.
                He climbed back onto the bed, positioning himself between her parted legs. He slipped his hands under her slim derriere and pulled her to his erection. His knees depressing the mattress, with a swift movement, he thrust it into her giving her the jolt of a lifetime and an exquisite sensation for him. Her warmth surrounded him, clasping him tightly as he lunged harder and deeper over and over again, withdrawing and thrusting into her until an orgasm threatened to erupt. Bo’s head whirling, he groaned softly as he heard the slap-slap-slap of his loins pounding Aila’s pussy. In the wake of tumultuous passion, with his hands to the bend in her legs, he stopped long enough to drape her limbs over his shoulders for deeper penetration, and sped up his effort.
                The bed rattled and their breathing rasped from their lungs.
                Aila shuddered and her pussy spasmed as it bathed his cock with her juices. Simultaneously, he thrust his sex one last time into her, exploding inside her with great force, causing a jolt of sensation that seemed to come over her like rippling waves crashing through her nerve endings.
                A series of groans and a grunt of release followed. As the returned to reality, he whispered, "You're a beautiful woman, Aila ." And then Bo’s daydream ended.
    Feeling let down a bit, as they rode in closer to the ranch, Bo raised his field glasses and caught a better look at Joe's wife. It was hard to see her; she was merely a speck. Two horses stood in the corral. Beyond the fence several heads of cattle stood in a grassy pasture. After they rode a few dozen more feet, Bo saw her more clearly.          "Buenos dias , Senorita," he said in perfect Spanish, and then whistled lightly under his breath. He watched her for a little longer. What was she doing out there? Culling cattle? He sat there surveying the property and her.
                " You lookin ' at her?"
                "Yeah buddy I'm lookin ' at her," he said, his stogie still on his lip and the field glasses to his eyes.
                Waiting, Silk asked in a complaining voice, “So what's she look like? Is she pretty like Joe said?"
                "Mm-hm. I see she can ride and I'll just bet she can shoot, too."
                "Well?" demanded Silk.
                "Well what?" Bo asked without taking his eyes off her.
                "’How's she look’, I asked?"
                Bo laughed and then hesitated as he continued spying on