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as you enjoy Part two. A rodeo queen, Sophie clings
to Marx's arm as she stares out over the rodeo ring,
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watching riders and horses dance in their violent ballet. She
grips his arm a little tighter, wincing at every rider
that lands heavily in the sand. Turning to look at him,
she whispers, isn't there another way we can make a living?
This looks too fucking dangerous. Marcus. It's all right, sweetheart,
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I bounce well, he says, gently, smiling, Punching him on
his arm as heavily as she can. She scowls. That
does not help. He leans down, kissing her on her forehead. Honestly, sweetheart,
I'll be fine. This isn't my first rodeo, you know,
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he says, running his fingers through her hair and pulling
her head against his strong chest. So where's Drew, she asks,
trying to take her mind from the carnage. Hap just
feet away? Oh, he'll be up shortly. They've got steer
wrestling and tie down roping before they get to the
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sad or broncos it'll be an hour or so before
he shows up. Let's get away from the ring for
a moment. Marcus, it's stressing me more than a little,
she whimpers. Of course, little lady, he says, dipping his
steps in an exaggerated manner, grinning wildly. My very own
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hunky cowboy. She smiles at him as he takes her hand,
leading her from the wooden bench. The chaos of the
rodeo ring becomes a little more than confusion of sound.
As they walk away, she turns to him and asks,
is there anywhere private we can go, her hand drifting
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down to his thigh. At the moment, There'll be somewhere
quieter around by the stables, he says, leading her away
from them crowds, finding an empty stable. He pulls the
door open, guiding her inside, full of nothing but hay
bells and alone saddled languishing over a bell. This is
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a small event, so they don't use these stables. They
just store the kit in them. That's in the way elsewhere,
he says, watching her. Well, if my hunk of a
cowboy is going to risk life and limb to pay
the bills, I want to make sure he knows just
how much I appreciate him, she whispers, kissing him on
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his lips as her fingers trace up his denim clad thigh.
I'm going to have to take a rain check on that, sweetheart,
all sex before the rodeo. I need my mind focused,
he says, sternly, trying to remain resolute. Crestfall and Sophie
turns away, resisting the urge to pout. She walks slowly
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over to the saddle, tracing her fingers over the styled leather.
She says, you know, I've never seen an actual saddle
up close, and it's very artistic, all the stitching and embossing.
Her fingers moving to the front of the saddle, caressing
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the protrusion of firm leather. She turns and smiles at Marcus,
before asking, coyly, and what's say spit called? Holding his gaze.
That's a horn, he says, as evenly as he can manage,
as her hand slides up and down the solid leather. Well,
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I think that's rather appropriate, she giggles as she strokes
the horn firmly, her eyes never leaving his. Turning, she
faces the saddle, pushing her hand along its length, feeling
the smooth leather caressing her palms, before leaning forward and
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without turning back, saying, you know, am Id just have
forgotten to wear my panties in her best seductive voice,
knowing that her sure pleated skirt was riding high enough
to give Marcus a front row view the delights that
lay beneath. Marcus clenches his hands tightly, feeling the blood
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drained from his fists and apparently making a direct line
to its cock, which was already swelling rampantly beneath his jeans.
Definitely turning on her hill and swinging one leg over
the saddle, Sophie lifts herself up, the sudden kiss of
the warm leather against her pussy, forcing a moan from
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her lips, which, although unplanned, was perfectly timed. Well, if
you won't help a girl in distress, I guess I'll
have to ride this one alone, she said, her voice
mocking innocence as she starts to move her hips along
the leather. Despite her intended teasing, it was surprising how
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arousing it was to fill the embroidered leather, rubbing at
her clip. Just say, you know what's waiting for you
when you come back to me, And you are coming
back to me, Marcus Grasping the horn, Sophie pulls herself
forward as her feet find the stirrups, and then pushing
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herself back along the leather again. Fuck, this feels better
than she had ever imagined, her pace quickening, the orchasm
rising uncontrollably through her body as her thighs tense hard
on to the saddle. Pushing down with her feet, her
clip rubs hard up the horn as her body explodes
into light yasping. She turns to Marcus, trying to regain
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her breath as she whimpers, Wow, we need to saddle
for the house market. Yes, that was awesome. Can you
help me get off? My legs feel a little wobbly
right now, she asks, unsure if she can stand unaided.
Marcus puts a strong arm around her, lifting her from
the saddle, steadying her as her feet shakily touched the
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ground gently, she sits on the bell, gathering her composure.
Marcus's arms still around her seriously, Marcus, come back safe
to me. I don't want you hurt out there, she whispers, sincerely,
holding the tears in her eyes. Back stroking his thighs,
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she continues, Let's rest here for a few minutes. That
was pretty intense before we go off and find Drew. Okay, sweetheart,
Marcus says, simply, is mind elsewhere? Eventually leaving the stable,
they set off in search of Drew. This man Sovie
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has heard so much about, yet never even seen one
photo of, let alone met the man. It might have
been twenty minutes or more of pushing through the crowds
before Marcus says there he is, excitedly waving his arm
in the air to attract attention, too short to see
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above the crowds, Sophie's anticipation is prolonged until they break
through a group of cowboys to face an older man
grinning at them both. It was all she could do
to hold back a gasp, he's gay. She thought, what
a wist he looked, the spitting image of Robert Redford,
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his eyes, his demeanor, that easy smile. Damn, if she
was single, she would have had a good shot at
turning him. Marcus and Drew wrapped their arms around each other,
pulling each other in close. She could taste the electricity
between them. Damn if she wasn't turned on just thinking
about them together. After the longest moment, they release each
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other and Marcus turns to Sophie, saying, and this is
Sophie Drew, my wife, a love of my life. Sophie
notices how he emphasized the love, probably for her benefit,
she muses. Putting her hand out, she starts to say
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a pleasure to meet you, before his arms around her,
lifting her so high off the ground that she thinks
she might be sick. So you're the lady that whisked
them away from the circuit. Damn, mamma, happy to meet you, Sophie,
Drew bellows, before dropping her back to the ground. Facing
Marcus again, Drew says, with seriousness dripping from every word,
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the fuck have you been, Marcus? You need to get
your butt registered and ready show starts in thirty minus minutes.
Oh fuck, Marcus curses, Sophie, can you find a seat?
I need to get myself situated. Smiling back at him,
she responds, go make us some money and remember the
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real prize. After watching the pair of cowboys push their
way to the registration booth, she could not help but smile.
There was something about watching the pair of them together
that was so much fun. Making her own way through
the crowds ignoring the cursing as she elbows several men
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out of her way, she eventually makes it to the
spectator area before grabbing a beer and finding a seat
not too close to the action. The next thirty minutes
seemed to drag for an eternity. Sophie focuses exclusively on
the beer cup in her hand, not daring to look
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at what is happening in the ring for fear of
bringing all her concerns back to life. Eventually, the announcer
calls Marcus's name, dragging her from her mental isolation, forcing
her to look toward the ring for the first time
since sitting down. She squeezes a beer cup tightly, beer
spilling over her legs. She could see Marcus on a
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horse that was frankly going mental and it hadn't even
been released yet. What the crap was he doing? Why
wouldn't he let her get a job? They could manage
a trade of thoughts and worries cascades through her mind.
A large siren sounds, and the gate holding Marcus and
the horse away from the ring crashes open, allowing the
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horse to explode into the ring, violently, throwing itself and
Marcus seven ways to helen back the second drag in
two hours, as horse and ride a ricochet around the ring.
Another siren. That's it, Marcus, you can stop now, she whispers,
stress audible in her Eventually, Marcus jumps from the horse,
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landing unsteadily on the sound. Sophie allows herself a sigh
of relief, but then the horse turns, leaping again and
knocking Marcus to the ground. Sophie leaps to her feet,
staring at his still body on the ground. Rushing forward,
she just knows she had to get to him. Before
she was anywhere near the ring, the paramedics were surrounding
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him and moving him into an ambulance. As she reaches
the ring's side, the ambulance disappears, through the large wooden
gates of the ring, and drewis stood in front of her.
What the fuck happened? Rue, She screams, tears burning at
her cheeks. Hannie, it's probably precautionary. Rody organizes. Don't like
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too many injuries to be visible in the ring. It's
bad for business, he said, his voice level and serious.
I'll get you to the hospital and we'll see what's what.
Despite the race burning through a body toward this man
that had brought this upon them, she knew she was
in no fit state to drive. She eventually succumbed to
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a better judgment and agreed. The journey to the hospital
was silent. Despite everything she wanted to say to Drew,
she hadn't realized how many slow drivers there were in
the city, or how many road works, delay after delay,
stopping her from getting to see her Marcus to know
he was okay. When eventually they make it to the hospital,
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Sophie does not even wait for Drew to stop completely
before leaping from the four by four, speeding in through
the main entrance and asking where Marcus is. The attendant
checked records on the computer, all too slowly. In Sophie's
opinion and uttered something which she thought she heard. Helpfully,
they gave her directions where he was, which seemed to
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make it through to the fock of panic that clouded
her mind. The next twenty minutes of searching the hospital
rooms for Marcus prove that this was not the case.
By the time she found him, Drew was already stood
by his bedside. Damn this man. Before she can say
a word, Drew focuses in on Sophie and says he's okay.
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It looked a whole lot worse than it is. Nothing
worse than a few bruises and a headache and a
dented eagle. Sophie stares at him, not quite believing what
she was hearing. Finally, her body SAgs with a relief.
Thank fuck for that, She says. Listen, I need to
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go call the road you organizer as I left before
I was due on and explain what happened. I'll be
just outside if you need anything, and I'll make sure
you're not disturbed by the hospital staff, Drew says as
he eyes the bulge beneath Marcus's gown, ignoring him completely.
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Sophie says to Marcus, you just get the shit out
of me. I hope you know that, half, sweetheart, It
really is just a few bruises. He whispers, exactly where
are these bruises at? She asks, curious about the extent
of his damage, Moving his gown off his shoulder, exposing
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an angry, purple and black bruise. Sophie cannot help but
lean in to kiss her, her lips gently caressing Marcus's
skin as he moans. Moving his gown again, a bruise
on his ribs is exposed. Sophie moves her lips down,
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kissing it gently, Aware of his contempting his hospital gown
anywhere else, she whispers through her kisses. Marcus moves the
gown aside to show a large bruise on the top
of his thigh, kissing his thigh tenderly, her lips brushing
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over the angry mark, his cock throbbing underneath the gown,
becoming firmer as Sophie's lips move higher up its thigh,
her fingers caressing his balls as she kisses up his
firm shaft, her tongue gently circling the tip of his
cock as she looks up at him, whispering, need anything else? Oh? Fuck?
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I do, Sophie climbs up on his bed, her legs
either side of him as she grasps his erection between
her fingers, teasing its tip along her clip before impaling
herself onto him, Gasping to control her breath as she
feels his entire length pushed deep into a needy pussy,
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needing to confirm he's okay, needing to feel him warm
and alive, needing him to fuck her. As she rises
his cock, sliding her pussy up and down his entire length,
her lips stretched around his girth, Images of him Withdrew
flicker through her mind, of him sucking Drew's hard cock,
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and as she imagines Marcus's lips sliding up and down
Drew's cock, she rides him even harder, more intensely, feeling
the pulsing moving through a pussy, imagining his hand clutching
at Drew's balls, massaging them as he takes his entire
length deep into his throat. Hearing Drew moan loudly as
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his fingers moved through Marcus's hair, thrusting his erection even
deeper into his mouth. Loudly, she moans, takes Drew's cock
all the way inside your mouth, Marcus. Realizing suddenly that
this was not in the quiet of her mind, she
opens her eyes, Marcus looking at her with even greater desire,
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his pelvis thrusting even harder into a pussy. You want
that sweet, he gasped between thrusts, Unable to deny it
any more, Yes, she moans, Drew. Marcus calls out before
Sophie can say another word. Drew is by the bedside again.
Marcus gasps, your cock. I need to suck your cock.
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Without needing another request, Drew releases his quivering erection from
his pants. Marcus grasps it urgently before sliding his lips
up and down the shaft. Watching it sends trembles of
pleasure through Sophie's body, her pussy clutching frantically at Marcus's cock.
Drew clutches Marcus's hair in tight ballses, His body tenses,
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a moon rising through his chest, his head tilting back
as sign all too obvious to Sophie. As Drew thrusts
hard into Marcus's mouth, Marcus's cock explodes inside her as
a pussy clutches hard at his pulsing erection, releasing her
her own intense orgasm, placing her hands on Marcus's chest
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to steady herself. Surprised by her own lack of inhibition,
she looks at the two men before her. Her next
idea is so filthy it surprises her. I want to
ride your mouth, Marcus, lick you'll come out of my pussy.
Sliding up his body, she lowers her pussy onto his
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waiting tongue, feeling him viciously licking at her still throbbing
clip as it starts to cladch again. She grabs Drew's
cock and slides her hand up and down it, viciously,
pumping every last drop of cum as it pulses over
Marcus's face. Seeing Drew's white cream dripping down Marcus's chin
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just intensifies the sensations inside her body as she explodes
in another orgasm. Sitting back, she whispers, kiss Marcus, clean
all that from his lips. Eagerly, Drew kisses every drop
of come from Marcus's face before kissing him deeply. Damn
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if this wasn't a whole new fantasy being played out
right in front of her. Eventually, Sophie climbs off Marcus,
straightening her skirt and moving a little unsteadily to an
easy chair in the corner. Dru puts his semi erect
cock back inside his pants, and Marcus pulls his gown
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back over himself. The room was awkwardly quiet for a moment,
no one knowing quite what to say. It was Drew
that broke the silence. Oh, by the way, you won,
you can go and pick your winnings up whenever you're ready.
How the hell does that work, Sophie asked. He was
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always in control of the horse, Sofie, the ring hand
should have got the reins, but he didn't get so
just happy Marcus isn't doing them. Wow, guess that sets
me up. Then. Might even buy us a saddle before
next rodeo, Marcus says, grinning at Sophie like a cheshire cat.
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We'll talk about that when we get home, Sophie says,
glaring at Marcus. I'm not quite sure what she is
feeling about rodeos right now, just a deep sensation of
satisfaction embracing her body. Now, I hope you've enjoyed that
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little story. Now, next week obviously a new story, so
I look forward to seeing you in bed when we
can get wild again. But for now and always, with
your pleasure in mind. This is devil in wild, wishing
you salacious dreams, the same that say a spat Spain,
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and atticate aducted and intact saducted