Cowboy deck.

The gooncave soon enough matched with a dusty desert field; filled with varmits and gunslingers. However this time, before a revolver could be cocked, a loud chime rang out with everyone given a digital interface explaining various rule changes.

• ****/ injurious harm has been disabled.
• Victory will now be determined by amount of orgasms caused; with points given to the last to give effective stimulation.
• All eligible refractions are now free-use; the rest have since been removed from play.- - - - - -

"Well, dagnabit!"

The Sheriff looked grimly at the fat fucker opposing him, and took a play out of their book; leaving to jerk it in his office given how unfuckable his opponent was.

He nodded to his cowgirl deputy, to put down her six-shooter and do what needed to be done; seeing her as too much of a daughter to fuck himself, and figuring that the parlor girls had each other.

The gooner met her at dueling distance; scattering lube around as his sex-bots advanced past the two of them.

"Let's just get this over with." The farm girl seethed, taking off her top, and watching Gooner already stroking his monsterous tool.

She tried grabbing at his cock with delicate unease, but was immediately shoved down to her knees with it rammed between her plump lips. Her gags and grunts at the intense taste and smell were pleasing to his ears; given how cold and cool she acted as a seasoned gunslinger.

Without her gun, she was just a cocksucker; even if she needed the experience slammed down her throat.

Her face was a mess; turning red from a lack of air and tears trailing down to mix with the slime running down his cock and dripping down at her every gag.

The sound of her **** on cock was heard throughout; and made trying to 'self-score' complicated.

The skull-fucking broke her too easily; making her pussy shamefully wet with her plump lips begging to suck more regardless of how much she hated his taste. Jerking with her head, her tits bounced around more than recoil ever did.

She felt an intense and unexplained warmth within her from never being used like this, even a sense of pride as she felt his disgusting cock pulse; potentially giving her a win.

The Gooner pulled out, gave himself two tugs, and offloaded a massive load onto the tongue that trailed after him and her bountiful chest; the sheer amount the product of multiple gooning-sessions.

She gulped down, unnecessarily, and took a breather to find out her efforts were for not.

He laid down in front of her, taunting, "ride 'em cowgirl", gesturing to his already rehardening cock.

She mounted down with equal parts spite to how horny this dick had made her, slamming herself down like she was ready to ride a wild bull; unfortunately putting her at disadvantage from the sharp rush of pleasure she felt deeply stretching.

Gooner focused away from how she mewed and shook on the edge of orgasm, choosing to smack lube all over her body and rub his pungent seed further across of chest for her broken brain to smell.

Other than her tits being hard and sensitive; she was able to retreat from her edge, mad at being toyed with and her hormones amping up inside her glistening body.

"Y'all think there's any gal that can ride better than me? You oughta think not!" she ranted as she worked her hips up and down in short bursts.

"You call this riding? lol my portable auto-stroker can go faster than this" He mocked; smacking her fit and thick ass.

She stiffened and then tried to go even faster in a rage.

"kek, that rustle your jimmies"

"Rustle these!" she shouted back as she tried smothering him in her rack.

He simply bit her tit lightly, increased his thrusts and gave her ass a few more hits; she was putty in his hands, moaning and shaking like a whore.

Just as the gooner's disgusting mouth went to kiss, she started thinking about how everyone out in town must be hearing her be this man's slut; putting her near the edge and over as his tongue entered her with her was cervix being pounded simultaneously.

She came hard with him being absolutely responsible, and even when she felt half secure over credit to the imminent cumshot pulsing within him; her legs gave out and she was used as a mere tightly clenching toy for him to use at getting himself off.

He tossed her into his gooncave, and went to mosey along into the parlor, immediately fucking one of the painted parlor whores from behind as she tried competing by eating out her girlfriend during.

Her efforts, distracted by cock, were useless with a couple of loads already jerked over them, and one left inside her for her partner to eat.

The match ended easily at a 5-3; with no one matching the Gooner's recovery time, and him taking the Cowgirl and parlor babes for his personal use.