A New Life Out West

Gretchen's hand came to rest above the small of Marshall's back. Right above an ass, her bestie had already remarked on one night past in their lives. At his words, a shiver of pleasure through Gretchen, a part of those lips as she made a soft sweet little moan, and those eyelashes fluttered for a moment. Right as his bulbous head impacted that sweet spot within her.

A dig of her heels into the bed, and an arch of her back enough to slightly lift even Marshall's strong form. That bed began creaking louder, and faster. As Gretchen spurred him on, "..gods yes, Marshall, fuck me..."

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It travelled enough to have Emily laying there in bed listening lightly to the sounds of all that sex. Something she thought romantic. Her friends had to be lying when they said sometimes it was uncomfortable!

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Ivy watched Morgan strip her off, a grin over those lush pale red lips. As he settled between her thighs, she made a girlish sound of enjoyment. Ivy, loved sex, if it was with someone enough to push all her buttons. As Morgan used his tongue to lick and tease, he'd find a hand slide into his hair and softly grip it at times. As he'd hear, none to soft moans echoing from Ivy. "Oh, Morgan, yes... use it like that.. now taste me a little ...."

She perhaps made it through that to curling experience before he got. "...I really want you to fuck me... fuck me... like we're a day away from marrying and we couldn't bare to be apart." Never mind Ivy planned that every single night would be like this for them. Morgan, right here with her. Morgan waking up beside her. Ultimately, Morgan taking her last name and fading away from being able to be found.
Marshal felt her touch. The silent urging that soon got replaced with her body arching him off the bed and her verbal urges.

It filled the sheriff with pride that she wanted him so badly "yes ma'am" He drawed before he kept fucking her harder.

He brought her breast to his mouth sucking and licking her hardened nipple. His other hand held the bed frame for leverage as he took her hard and deep.

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Morgan moaned into her sex as he ate her out. He loved her hand play with his hair.

He followed her requests his tongue slipping into her warm wetness tasting her pussy. He loved the taste of her.

Hearing her beg to take him he rose kissing her her juices lingering on his tongue.

He took his cock slipping hte head past her labia and into her pussy. He started to thrust into her. His entire length shaping her pussy to match him perfectly.


A layer of sweat built up on his skin "I can't wait to be Mr Wendall. To make love to you every night till our house is full of our youngins."

He fisted her hair pulling her into a deep passionate kiss. Tongue exploring hers as he fucked her in there soon to be marital bed.
 
A clutching grip against Marshall then, as she felt him fucking her harder. This wasn't a rushed moment. No. This was exactly what she'd been craving, she realised, dimly. A subtle shift of her legs wider and knees higher. Feet, not on the bed. Allowed Marshall to feel his cock sink that bit deeper within Gretchen's welcoming pussy, all that squishing wetness and heat wrapped around his cock. Louder moans as his mouth found her nipple, sucking and licking, just for her to reach back and grab the bedhead with one hand, the other on his flesh. That bed rocked with a constant banging on that wall.

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Emily lifted her pillow put it totally over her head, and held it there, trying to drown it out. Listening to the speeding-up thudding through the house.

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Morgan's cock stretched Ivy's wet pussy delightfully, it made her squirm as he fit them together there. "..I can't wait either..." Ivy murmured to him, right before he kissed her. She could taste herself in that kiss, and she didn't care about that. Her tongue stroking against his in concert to the way, he began fucking her.

There might have been a fleeting thought that they'd wanted to merely cuddle and sleep. But that fled her mind as she urged him with one hand gripping his ass, to keep moving with her. Delightful rocks of her body up to meet those thrusts he made.
 
Marshal grouned feeling her pussy seem to milk his cock. Urging him to do that primal deed that humans where made to do.

To cum fill her with his seed. Douse the burning heat of her pussy with his cum.

Marshal kept fucking her He gazed into her eyes.

I'm gonna cum soon Gretchen." Giving her one last out to make him stop.

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Morgan kissed her building up speed till he was at a decent rythm.

He felt her hand egging him on urging him deeper in her pussy.


The head of his cock hit her cervix repeatedly so close to the opening of her womb.

He nipped her lip "I love you"
 
Gretchen murmured, "...cum in me... please Marshall..." A sweetly asked thing that Gretchen dearly, desperately knew she wanted. To feel him, fill her inside and know it was all okay. A groan out of her then as that pussy twitched about his cock within her the telltale throbbing of his cock within, making her tumble over into her own orgasm. Thus Marshall felt a gush of wetness as Gretchen moaned his name, "...Oh, Marshall.." and orgasmed. Panting as she did, with a light sheen of sweat coating her pale skin.

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Ivy moaned feeling that internal pressing of Morgan's cock right there, she arched a little harder against him then. Unlike most women, the feel of it didn't hurt her, it more turned her on. "I love you too Morgan..." She did. It might not have been too long since they'd known each other, but a LOT of talking had smoothed out those unknown mysteries. She -knew- this man, and she wanted him as hers! "...gods your cock feels so good..."
 
Marshal grouned in pleasure. "Ow GRETCHEN!"

He felt her inner walls Message his cock.

He gave one last deep thrust spillinghimself inside her.

Gasping he rolled off of her on his back Catching his breath "that was amazing gretchen."

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Morgan groaned picking up speed.

He didn't think he deserved a second chance at a normal happy life but this wonderful woman under him was giving him that.

Someone to stand beside him.

Someone to hold when the worst of his past surfaced.

He thrust faster "your pussy feels amazing ivy. I can't wait to see your belly grow with our youngin." He fucked her harder sitting on his heels this allowed him to thrust harder and deeper.

His hands held her hips as he took her completly the force causing her breasts to bounce with each thrust.
 
As Marshall rolled off Gretchen she shivered with the withdrawal of that cock from her. Yet, she got it. She was just as hot feeling, just as sweaty, and my god... had they been loud? For a second she looked to her bedroom door worriedly. Then, consoled herself with the idea, maybe Emily was fast deeply asleep.

A movement of a hand to entwine with Marshall's own there. "..it was..." She didn't even feel that need, yet to pull the blankets up! It had just been so ... comfortable. The talk in the kitchen, the knowledge they were both into it, the way they came together.

"...this is .. more than just .. that right?" Sex. It was more than just sex for him? It felt like it had been for her. Then, in case he worried. "...I.. I'm okay Marshall if it .. is just sex.. I won't make a fuss.."

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Ivy moans just after what Morgan said, as he moved back into sitting back on his heels. He was able to watch those delightful breasts bounce, and jiggle. As he slightly dragged her down the bed and into that perfect position to be able fo pound himself into her and thrust harder and deeper inside. Ivy reached back with her other hand and used both to hold the head of the bed, as it shook with the force he used to fuck her. But by gods, she was -right there- with him in that excitement and pleasure.

"Mmm that's right, fuck me, and cum in me..." She was still using those ways right now to stop her from getting pregnant. Her ladies of the night friends had been -very- helpful in getting 'Candy' set up that way. So she didn't need to worry about making a mess with having kids before she was ready.

The part she'd been missing, was Morgan. Not Morgan specifically. But someone who excited her. Enticed her. Made her laugh. Someone she knew would be loyal. Who'd put as much of themselves into their relationship, and marriage as she would. Morgan, in her eyes, was perfect. He was a man who needed someone like her to stand with him, and beside him, and give him the hope and chance he needed to get back on track.
 
Marshal took her hand there fingers interlaced.

He pulled her to cuddle to his chest. His hand rubbing her naked back. Trailing the path of her spine up and down.

He gazed into her eyes "Darling I gave in because ive been missing something for so long. Ivy knew and a part of me knew it i was just too stubborn to admit it. I needed a woman in my life after Ivy's mother. Just as you needed someone after your late husband. God brought us together to make each other happy after the loss of our previous loves."

He looked at her "marry me Gretchen. Become my love." Strokign her cheek with the hand not interlaced with hers.

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Morgan moaned "fuck you love me fucking you dont you. Would 'candy' retire for me Ivy?" He knew she would he wanted to hear it from her lips.

Will Candy retire the momment I become MR. Wendall." He kept fucking her through there talks.

His hand ran along her neck then down to squeeze her breast lightly as he ravished her.

"Im so close Ivy." He warned her. Thrusting harder but getting more erratic in its rythm.
 
Gretchen let herself be pulled in so she was partially laying on his chest, cuddled up against his side. Feeling the warmth radiating from him into her. Feeling inwardly the way his cum still filled her. The lady blushed then, lightly with that inner thought. Then she heard his words. A bite of her lower lip. She put, her moment of weakness with Morgan out of her mind. Totally.

"..I'm glad you gave in, and I'm just as glad I did. I... it's hard to think about it. But he and I were active. very much so. Then, he was gone. I kept to myself. I have done my best with the ranch and land." She looked into his eyes then deeply. "...If I do... would we join the two lands. Or what..." She pauses then and shakes her head. "That we can work out another time. I'd... love to marry you Marshall." A moment of quiet before she admitted. "Even if you hadn't wanted to marry me, I'd... have said yes to continuing this.." Leaning her cheek into his.

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Hearing he was close, she could feel it, feel the way he throbbed away inside her in every single deeper thrust he made. A soft whimpering moan from Ivy. Then a moment to wrack her mind. Realistically she'd done the whole, Candy thing to meet men. To try and find her, Mister Right. Instead of just Mister, you'd do for now. She'd found him. Morgan was her him. Her, soon-to-be husband. A wet of her lips then in between increasingly louder moans of lust and passion. "...yes, the day we wed, Candy, retires." Then there was a playful look up at him. "...unless Mister Wendall, would sometimes like Candy to crawl into bed with him." A giggle out of her, "...cum deep in me..." Managed to be said, right as Ivy's orgasm crashed into her, and he felt that gush of wetness, which in the way he was fucking her, he might just see some leak along his thighs there.
 
Marshall felt happy that even without marriage. Gretchen didnt wanna stop.

He smiled at her pulling her into a kiss "I love you Gretchen...." Kissing her passionatly.

His hand groped her ass beneath them.

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Morgan groaned "IVY!" He gave one more deep thrust cumming into her waiting womb.

His cock pulsed inside her. He saw stars behind his eyes with the force of his orgasm. A spasm of pleasure through his body straight to his brain.

He pulled out of her laying back catching his breath "Fuck that was amazing." He gazed at her and smiled "mmm will my soon to be wife be okay with my old girl of the evening sneaking into her husbands bed?" He teased though they both knew candy adn ivy where the same person it was somehow exciting to pretend they where differnt
 
Gretchen took the, I love you, to mean he didn't think badly of what she had said! Thus, happily, she kissed Marshall back, her form still pressed to his, even as that kiss broke, she smiled to him. Leaning her cheek against his chest. "..I love you also, Marshall." Even as she said it to him, she knew she did. This afternoon and then night with him had opened her heart up to everything it clearly needed.

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Ivy, got off on Morgan's orgasm within her, enjoying the way it felt. As he pulled away and laid on his back. She took a moment to just breathe. A half turn of her form supported by pillows, to look at him. A smile came up to her lips. "..I think they both can be okay with it.." A bit of a playful grin to him then.

Ivy knew 'Candy's' visits wouldn't be an every-night thing that occurred. But perhaps more a surprise occasion thing to keep things fresh between them. Despite it, she knew she'd likely still go and see the friends she'd made. Even if she wasn't going to be there as a whore.

A scoot over closer to him as she pulls the blankets then up over them and snuggles into his side. "..I think tomorrow night you should have dinner with Marshall and I, so we three can talk and he can meet you. Do you, like that idea?"
 
Marshal smiled he should get back. But Ivy is a big girl. She can handle a might all alone at the ranch. He felt the comfort of Gretchen lul him to sleep. The wee hours of thr morning light waking him. He tried to slip out of bed to not disturb Gretchen. Working to get his clothes on so he could get to the station.

When he was dressed he leaned over kissing Gretchen good morning. His tongue slipping past her lips to find hers.

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Morgan chuckled kissing her again.

Hearing her plans he "I reckon that's a good idea. I'm still worried he won't shoot me on site there as a wanted man."

Looking in her eyes reassures him. "No it will be alright as long as I'm with you Ivy.$

He kissed her deeply as sleep claimed them.
 
Gretchen woke even though he tried to slip out without waking her. It had been too long with her being alone in that bed. So a set of eyes follow him as he dresses. Eyes that appreciated what she saw. Yet she shut them as she saw him even hint at beginning to turn to her. When his lips found hers, hands came up to pull him down against her there on the bed, with him all dressed up. A sweet kiss, with hints of longing in it given. As it was broken, she smiles up at him. "..I could get used to seeing you like this..." She meant here with her, every morning. It'd make life far more of a delight.

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"Daddy always tells me when there's someone new on the books. Always. Because it's a dangerous job, being Sheriff. Perhaps more in this town with Matherson's hold on all. But Daddy does his best." Ivy admits. Before she kissed him back. "Of course your alright when you're with me. Y'think I'd let any harm come to you?"

A hand touched his face then, lovingly. Before she nuzzled his jaw. Put her head down onto his shoulder, parting also on the pillow. And let sleep take her. It for once felt like a good sleep for her when she woke. The sun's rays just barely peeked in through the windows where curtains were drawn. She smiles, instantly feeling Morgan right there with her. A lift of a hand ran along his chest, then down slowly, seeking to find his cock and softly stroke it a little.
 
Marshall smiled back "and you naked pulling me to bed is something i could get use to." He kissed her neck again before he finally said "I gotta get to the station love but Ill be back and when we wed im sure ill enjoy coming home to you every night." He slipped out only to run into emily in the living room "Ow sorry emily your ugh your ma was nice enough to let me use hte guest room." Trying to cover for him and Gretchen.

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Morgan moaned feeling a wonderful sensation on his cock.

His organ started to harden in her hand though he hadn't fully woke up yet.

"mmmm ivy." he moaned in his sleep clearly thinking of her.
 
Gretchen giggles in that moment and smiles to him. "You go on, one of these days I'll be sending you off with a nice breakfast." Once he left that bedroom she got out of bed, and found something to wear. Knowing she needed to wash up some before dressing.

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Emily was in a blue dress with boots and a light jacket. Her hair was pulled back into a simple tail. In the midst of whisking eggs for breakfast, she blinks on seeing the sheriff in their kitchen. It shouldn't have surprised her, not with what she'd heard. But. Em's totally also not the kind of girl to point it out. "That was kind of her, Goodbye Sheriff." Em manages to get through saying.

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Ivy found a ribbon using it to gather her hair messily out of the way, as she slips under those sheets, and down under the covers. There was a crawl carefully in between Morgan's legs before she wrapped her lips about his cock head and slowly sucked on it. Rolling her tongue about there, and then took it slowly deeper into her mouth.

Right now she was unaware that her Father was awake and heading into town. That is unless he decided to see how his daughter potentially was.
 
Marshal did start making his way to the house first to let Ivy know he crashed at gretchens (he would tell her a guest room of course.) Before intending to head to the station. He rode across the land leisurly.
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Morgan moaned feeling something hot and wet and wonderful on his cock. He started to awake pulling the covers back he smiled seeing ivy giving him oral.
"That is a hell of a wake up." he said with smile clearly enjoying it
 
Ivy ... winked at Morgan, seeking to move quicker now he was awake, also to take that cock deeper into her mouth. A subtle half-moan was made, even if it was muffled. Then a seek to guide one of his hands down into her mess of pale blonde curls.

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Gretchen and Em would seek to once Gretchen was out. Go about their usual morning. Leftover meat from the spit was shredded and some was added to the eggs. Cooking didn't take long and eventually, there they'd be sitting with tea, eating.
 
Morgan moaned "ow fuck."

WHen she brought his hand to her hair on reflex he took a hold of it.


running his hand across her scalp as she sucked on his lenght. "God above ivy he moaned in desire.
 
Ivy took those words to mean he was enjoying it. Then there's a slow aim to take him right till lush lips wrapped about the base. He'd feel his cock deep down her throat there. A slow aim to pull back as she sucks on his cock. A subtle use of her hands then to stroke his thighs lightly. Encouraging him, if Morgan, felt the need to thrust, to do so.
 
Morgan moaned clearly enjoying her actions. His hips bucked as he started to slowly fuck her mouth like he would her ass. Suddenly the pair of lovers heard the front door open "Ivy you Here you wherent at the main house needed to make sure you knew i was okay. I crashed in gretchens spare room and need to head to the station."

Morgan froze listening for signs of footsteps that Marshal may be coming up stairs.
 
Ivy reluctantly released Morgan from her mouth. Licking the top of that cock, she dove out of bed. Him getting a rather good look at all those delightful curves before Ivy pulled on her clothing rather fast. Hands managing those front laces expertly, even IF she just looked like she climbed out of bed. There was a shut off that door as she fixed the ribbon a little with those curls. Thus she met him five steps before that bedroom, now shut door. "I thought I'd get a start on making sure the place is clean, tidy." Like she did do every so often so it wouldn't be a right mess when she actually -did- find a man to marry!

"Come see the curtains I found that previous time for downstairs." As she seeks to motion her Father to the stairs down again. "I was thinking tonight of having the man I wish to marry come meet you for dinner. At the main house. I'd need to duck into town a moment and collect a few things I need. But he's said he'd help me get it back to the house, so you don't need to fret about me taking the carriage to collect it. On my own. See, already he's being good to me, and helpful." A sweet smile was given then.
 
Morgan was only partially able to appreciate hte look at her body he got as she hasted out of bed. THe fear of getting caught a bit distracting at the time.

Hearing ivy and morgan talk outside. He slipped his pants on prepared to duck out the window if he had to.

Marshal heard ivy rush in "you look like you just got out of bed. Take care of yourself first before the house."

He narrowed his eyes when he heard Ivy's plans. "You found a suitor? Who is he? One of the wakefield boys not a masterson I hope." Though he didnt have to worry his daughter had better taste than that.

He checked out the blinds she showed him "there beautiful honey. Are you sure you dont want me to take you to town? I dont know how I feel about you and this suitor riding alone in a carriage what if people talk? Well I know you know better so I guess its okay if he touches you I want you to tell me." Heading out to the station "see you for dinner"
 
Ivy merely let her Father run down there on his worries for her. Just after he said 'See you for dinner.'. She called out. "You should realise well, I'd choose for myself someone who compliments me, will work beside me, someone who respects me. As for my suitor. You'll meet the man tonight. Be safe, Father."

Watching Marshall get back on his horse, she waved to him. Then headed back into the house. Shutting that door she took a moment before calling out. "It's alright now, Morgan." Gradually seeking to head up and open that bedroom door.

Catching him tugging his boots on, maybe?

"You can relax now. Please." Seeking to cross the floor to him and wrap arms around him. "I wasn't expecting him to track me down."
 
Morgan was asttempting to tug on his boot. Hearing and feeling ivy caused him to relax.

He hugged her back a sigh exhaling a sigh of relief.

He said "he aint sheriff for nothing i suppose atleast he didnt catch his daughter going to town on my cock.

He kissed her deeply and teased a bit "he might of thought you a whore."
 
"...Oh.... he'd only have thought that if he caught me in the whorehouse." A touch of a playful grin to those lips. "Thankfully, my Father after Mother passed, never wanted the comforts of a whore." She seeks to kiss him again there. "...Besides. He'd never let my reputation end up tarnished. I've been a good daughter, and I'll make a better wife. We'll do good." She said while seeking to kneel in front of him. "...I... gather ... it's ruined?" A trail of her hand across his trousers.
 
He chuckled "I was only teasing Ivy I know your gonna make a great wife. He moaned feeling rub him through his trousers. His cock starting to come back to life. "mmm only ruined if you want to be done. YOu seem to like pleasuring me orally its not somethig woman often are happy doing." He smiled petting her hair "though i reckon id be a lier if i said I was unhappy you like to do this for me."
 
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