Pine Garden

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Justice

Touched a nerve, had he? He wouldn't tell her that strangling wasn't likely to kill him, if it came to that, Suerte could find out on her own. As it stood, Justice was about to touch a lot more nerves. His shoulders shook when he struggled to keep a jagged smirk away from his face, but he'd gotten the hint. "You're a savage, Suerte. No wonder you came on to me."

They sped up and turned away from the main street, leaping past traffic. The rider led the beast through an enclosed alley, to ascend the buildings from foothold to foothold, and finally raced them over the edge. Justice jumped off the saddle of Punishment with his companion, letting the steed wander off. The roof was enclosed by fence and half-darkened, cast in shadow from the larger buildings that arose in the distant periphery, the grey clouds rolling lazily through the sky.

Suerte's back hit the wall of an adjacent elevation, and she found herself pulled towards Justice by a hand on her ass as he covered her mouth. He sucked the air from her, biting and kissing her lips, his lidded stare alight on her expression. Another hand held her breasts from below, taking in her shape.

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Suerte

Suerte's frown deepened.  She knew he was smiling, that sly bastard.  How dare he turn away.  She wanted to see his handsome face smiling!  "I came to you because I think we are kindred spirits," she said. looking ahead.  "I just wonder what a kindred spirit tastes like..."

Suerte giggled incessantly as they went through the street, unable to contain the joy of riding a horse through the street.  She couldn't help but marvel as they passed cars and trucks, all on this magnificent horse.  When she came here, she assumed she would have to learn to fit in, start using cars instead of trucks, maybe wear some new threads.  But nope, she could stay herself here, just ride along with a partner in the business.

The cowgirl's giggling stopped as the shift in mood arrived along with the rolling clouds.  She turned to Justice and smiled, shifting her legs uncontrollably on the horse.

There were no more words exchanged, simply her back against the wall and a hand on her ass cheek.  Suerte moaned as his lips parted hers, sucking the air from her mouth.  She let him bite on her lip, following suit on his lower lip.  Her hands reached for his clothes, glaring at him with the little bit of restraint she had left and silently asking, can I?

Meanwhile, a hand drifted down below the belt, back to that tasty thing he had between his legs.  She began stroking it through his pants.

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Justice

His own glare twinkled with desire and approval, and he pulled one of her hands to his belt and the other straps that secured his pants and lower body armor, helping her to set free what she wanted. The other slipped down her thigh and under her skirt, causing it to ride up as his fingers sank into her butt, roughly groping without the coarser cloth in the way. Her underwear strained against his touch.

Justice forced his weight on her and invaded her mouth with his tongue, rudely pushing it against hers without even the time for either of them to breathe again.

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Suerte

Unable to help it anymore, Suerte began stroking the shaft that stood proudly in between his legs.  Her hands struggled to grasp the entire shaft, her fingers unable to connect as she stroked it.  It was strange, it wasn't as massive as Vanilla's dick and not as overwhelmingly pleasurable.  She wasn't sure if this was a good thing or not.  On one hand, it was soooo good to feel Vanilla's dick, dare she say moreso than Justice's.  No, that wasn't true.  This one was more comfortable.  A while ago, she was scared she would never be able to have good sex again, but clearly, she was wrong.

Underneath her skirt were a pair of white panties just a bit too small for her sizable ass.  Her ass cheeks poked through, the one hand sunk slightly into her big but tight ass, his sizable hands unable to fully grasp all the woman she had back there. The tounge was the last draw.  Moans seemed to erupt from Suerte's mouth, as her tounge was assaulted by Justice's.

The other hand she had already holding Justice's cloak tightened and she began lifting him off the ground to break the assault that was suffocating her.  It wasn't that she wasn't enjoying it, but she wanted to fight for some dominance here.  It was good to try to show a man his place.

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Justice

He groaned into the gunslinger's mouth as her lithe, unbashed fingers moved along his hardening length. Justice wasn't immune to her respective forcefulness, and budged from the pushing, his exhalation like the air from an oven. He appreciated it. A two-sided exchange of instincts and grit, without the treacherous edge of battle-lust, it was nice for once.

The rider responded by bringing his hands to the bottom of her top, hooking his fingers under, and pushing it up in one smooth movement, freeing her volumptuous chest. He grabbed both breasts, fondling their soft but supple volume eagerly, while his knee slid up between her legs, replacing the hand moving under her skirt. It rubbed against her panties, taking advantage of how Suerte was lifting him up.

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Suerte

It all felt like it happened at once.

Suerte's chest began shrinking and expanding along with the inhales and exhales of her breath.  For the briefest of moments, the seconds within seconds, she held Justice's body aloft, only to drop him as she cried out in pure pleasure.  He had pushed her voluptuous breasts up, the aggression alone enough to send sparks through her body.  However, as she felt the hard warmth pressing against her panties, she couldn't help but yelp.  Only once it had finally touched down there that she realized,

She was damp.

And so, he not only had drawn blood but kept the momentum of the battle going.  She stared at his muscular body with the eyes of a hungry wolf who realized that the mouse she had attacked was actually just a small dog, a powerful one at that.  "You know, thats another thing about me," she said, smiling.  "I can't resist a good challenge.  But you know, I think challenges can resist you."

The cowgirl pushed dropped down, escaping those strong sexy hands to get a grip on his greatest weakness.  Soft fingers wrapped around the shaft, while soft palms made contact.  She licked her lips.  It was already damp with her juices.  She reached back with her free hand and gave his ass a good spank just to let him know its a challenge.  Then, her mouth enveloped the head, sliding down the hard veiny goodness until she reached the base.  The walls of her throat squeezed lovingly on him, letting him know she was more than willing to take whatever hardships provided him with this much girth.

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Justice

It wasn't an action of bodily comfort, nor a fling of purely physical satisfaction, but a fervent, hungry dialogue between bodies. Suerte was looking not for casual pleasure but a challenge that felt good raking her over the coals. And with a piece of his primal urges blaring in committment despite the innocuous nature of the contact, Justice was more than happy to be that challenge.

So he smirked at her words, but conniving opponent that she was, Suerte moved the chinks in her armor out of his reach, while beginning to torture his most vulnerable spot. Hard as a rock and throbbing from the welcome sensation past her lips, Justice rumbled deeply from his chest. With a lidded look down at her full, enticing figure, he reached a hand through her hair, tangling his fingers in her locks, scratching her scalp... and then pulling her head, making it bob along his shaft.

"Good, I won't let you be bored," he whispered. The rider slipped the glove off his other hand with his teeth and allowed it to fall next to her, exposing his bare, scarred and calloused hand. It grabbed her head through her pinkish hair and replaced its counterpart, knocking her hat off as he ground his shaft against the back of her throat.

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Suerte

Suerte's began to moan, the tone of her moan rising in rhythm with every shove of her head into his crotch.  Her hat fell to the ground, her eyes staring up at his glorious muscular body.  That was a body that had been through things, seen people, killed people.  A body that was built to be strong was built to be dominant.  A body that had killed others was a body that had dominated in the past.  It was only natural that hand had grabbed her head and desired control.  But Justice was a smart man.  Even as he grabbed her, she knew he knew the truth, even if only intuitively.

With her lips around his cock at this moment, she had the advantage.

The cowgirl smiled internally as she grabbed Justice by the ass, lifting him off the ground as she got to her feet.  She used her grip on his tight ass to force her hips to thrust throughout the whole movement.

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Justice

Justice swayed uncomfortably, whispering a hiss, and his veiny cock pulsed vulnerably in her wet mouth. The rider shrank in his shoulders and elbows, keeping his rough grasp on her head, forcing himself to recover his balance rather than overturn it. He. Was not used to this. The best he could usually hope for was a monster twice his size manhandling and tossing him like a traffic cone for a bit.

Suerte was good at this whole business. But he was older, and with age came stubbornness. He chuckled feverishly and planted his boots on the wall. His knees bent, loading like springs over her shoulders, before he released and chucked himself off, leaving his taste in her mouth.

Justice landed on his feet, and leapt back at Suerte. Instantly, his mouth found her chest, closing around the tip of one of her mounds as his rugged hand dug between her thighs, and pushed the white cloth aside, fingers probing and sinking into her pliant body. She could feel him smile and bite down, as his other glove fell on the ground, releasing his palm to rub her other breast.

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Suerte

Just as she heard a hiss from him that caused her to shutter in satisfaction, something changed.  He began to shift, get to his feet and slip from the iron grip of her mouth.  She frowned at the body sailing through the air and moaned, "Aww... you don't like being my little toy?"

She could have dodged him but instead, she let him fall into her breasts, his moist mouth causing her knees to buckle and shake.  A rugged hand slipped in between her legs, pressing the right button so to speak and causing her to cry out in approval.  "More!"

If he wanted it so bad, he would let him have control for a moment.

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Justice

He roguishly chuckled against the hard tip of her breast, sucking and biting with gusto. It seemed that Suerte was still looking a little down on him, but she changed her toned soon enough, and he was pleased to oblige the request.

Two fingers pushed to the knuckle into her, stretching drenched and heated walls with patient harshness. Justice's legs settled closer to hers, pushing her thighs further apart as he skillfully did his part. They were both more than ready for it, but he hadn't finished with his fun returning Suerte's favors.

Long digits curled abruptly inside, while his other hand went from fondling to pinching her bosom.

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Suerte

"Oh..." she moaned, her body quivering in reaction to his biting.  She rolled back into the wall for support, focusing all of her willpower into not doubling over with pleasure.  She could feel herself dripping down into her panties.  "You are good..."

She could feel him inside of her, those strong hands touching her walls.  She squeezed those fingers, silently wanting the real thing to go inside of her the more he moved them within her walls.  "Thats good..."

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Justice

His hardness ground hungrily against her thigh as his fingers moved back and forth, pushing Suerte to spill even more. He looked into her eyes from his half-looming half-bending position over her. "You want it? Hard?

Ah, this was a better use of pointed rethorical questions than his usual mishaps.

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Suerte

Suerte steeled herself, trying to get herself to move outside of her hips gyrating to match his fingers sliding in and out.  She stared up at him, flashing him a smile that was equal parts loving and malicious.

"Oh don't tease me so much," she said, wrapping her legs around his waist.  "Give it to me now!  I need it now!  If I can't have it I will get off to breaking your bones!"

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Justice

His wet hand slipped out of her and moved down the curve of her back to hold her, and the other slammed into the wall to steady himself, deforming it in the shape of his fingers. With furrowed concentration, the tip of Justice's member left a wet trail on her leg as it moved past Suerte's underwear and stroked between her slippery folds.

The rider fully sheathed himself in her snug body, the wet slap of their flesh echoing alongside a muted crash as she was squished against the wall by his mass. He shivered, and spiderweb cracks spread from his hand piercing the brick and concrete.

"Damn," he said, experimentally, suddenly rocking his waist into her.