“Yes Sir Marshal, we’ll get ‘em ordered then get ourselves washed up too. I hope his steaks are as good as the ones we cook up at your place on ...undays and the first ones we ate on the train coming down to Tulsa that time,” Jubal said with a grin as he and Roy turned to go order their supper.After they’d eaten, they met Hoke and his hired hand at the depot and loaded the hay and grain in the cattle car spotted by the loading chute. Just before dark, they watered their horses and loaded them in. Once he had recovered somewhat, Kevin pulled his long shaft out of my stretched rectum and stepped around in front of me. His cock was standing straight out in front of him, shiny and wet. He put his hand on the back of my head and moved his tool toward my mouth. I looked up at him, hesitating. He had just spent the last twenty minutes with that thing buried in my ass and now he wanted me to suck it? “You said ‘anything’” he said with a smirk. “Now you get to suck it clean.” I hesitated but. Then he was through the door. He took only a fraction of a second to get his bearings, and then he sprinted towards the exit.The cop hollered behind him, Lawrence screamed, but before anybody in the watch room could react and set down their coffee mugs, Luke was barreling through the front door and into the open.Instinct made him run for his dorm building, but he was already contemplating the wisdom of this. This was where they'd look for him first, but he needed stuff from his room, like his. I leant forward and dragged my teeth over his knee, following the hard contours of the bone beneath before I tentatively edged one shoulder between his knees. I was rewarded when he shifted with studied disregard, giving his companions the impression of casual movement, allowing his thighs to relax, in reality widening the space between them until I could wedge myself into the intimate space he had created. Enveloped by the cradle of his legs, I rested my head on his thigh, idly tracing.