I was amateur Rodeoing in the western states from late 80’s to early 90’s trying to earn enough to qualify for a pro card. I won saddle Bronc at a Cody Night Rodeo, when I got paid a 6″2″ tall b**** blond from Texas invited me to have a few on her at the Silver Dollar Saloon. She said she needed a good time with a real cowboy. She had a bottle of southern comfort to fill two flasks before we went in and had shots of Beam chased with beer and finished off the flasks on the way back to her motel cabin. We went in and there was a tall middle aged guy she introduced as her husband but called him daddy. We were fu cking in her bed ten minutes when she bear hugged me and hooked her heals inside my knees pulling them apart, I thought she was cu ming. The guy must have been waiting cuz he jumped on my back and slammed his lubed d1ck up my a**. Damn that hurt and they hung on tight so I couldn’t get away. i could feel his d2ck throbbing when he Blew his load. then he got off. I one shot knocked him out and robbed all their money and left. But things even got weirder when I went through Miles City and was offered a job by a guy my age but he was wearing Indian style western clothes, he had a beard and long hair. We got to his moms rundown ranch at 3:30 am on a terrible rutted road. His mom got up and cooked steak and eggs for us in a thin see through cotton night gown. She had a farmer tan and wrinkles but her shapely legs and hips put most teen girls to shame. I gathered Cow calf pairs for a week to their shipping pasture by the corals. I went to brush and feed my horse before turning him out and the boss man had his blue heeler on a tack box fuc king the hell out of her so I hung my saddle on the top rail of the coral, brushed him down, feed him oats from the bin and we went to the house together after he came out of the tack room in the barn. I didn’t say nothing about it and he asked how many head I had gathered so far. When we sat at the table in the same room as her sofa three chair and stereo she brought a bottle of Lord Calvert and shot glasses, we had a few before her cornbread and beans were done. We had supper and and a couple more shots then went straight to my bunk. When I got up to piss she was laying in a chair with feet on an ottoman, her pu ssy was showing. then next morning I go up to see my boss man wacking off looking at her pu ssy. That night we got pretty drunk and she kept hitting on me. She put my hand on her long t ts and hu mped my fingers while her watched. I was drunk enough I went to her bed but I made her get on top I didn’t trust boss man with only a blanket for a door. She rode me hard, she is the strongest woman I’ve ever had. When I was cu ming I saw her son had pulled the blanket over far enough he could see. She woke me up once in he middle of the night for another round both nights I slept with her. They paid me in cash and took me back into the white horse where I caught a ride. On the way I said “As H**** as you two are you should start effing each other.” . She said I was the first one since her husband passed three years ago.