I often imagine what it would’ve been like to be an Old West prostitute, a saloon whore. Can you imagine how much sex these girls got, in a world where there was a shortage of women? I cream just thinking about a line of men, all hot and ready for me. Horny men came in from all over to fuck those women after being on the trail for weeks. They were tired of jerking off or fucking horsies. They wanted a sexy, good smelling female form to fuck. I think it would’ve been fun to get all dressed up in stockings and frilly dresses and servicing cowboys and outlaws. I’d be the notorious flirt in the saloon, trying to get the best and wealthiest for myself. Or maybe the one who was reputed to have the huge cock. I’m take him upstairs, wash the trail dust off, and slowly suck that swollen cock. I’d lie back on the bed and let him crawl between my legs, easing his cowboy cock into me for the ride of his life. He’d pump that cum build-up into me as I begged for more. When I got done with him, no other whore would ever make him happy.
Or maybe I’d get a nasty outlaw, one who liked to play rough. He’d slap me and pull my hair as he plunged his dirty dick into my cunt. I’d fight back and claw him, my pussy soaking as I got off on his abuse. He’d fuck my ass violently, taking what he wanted and filling me with cum. I’d smile and take it, knowing he would be back to pay me in stolen gold.
In reality, these girls had it rough, but it’s so much more fun to fantasize about it my way!!! Hey, cowboy, you ready for a ride?
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