It was around noon on a Sunday, when Kenny came to our house. I stayed in our living room and waited while my wife answered the door and greeted him....When they walked into the living room, I was sitting in a single stuffed chair that matched our sofa. I did not get up or shake his hand. My wife introduced us both to each other. Kenny and my wife sat on the sofa. I was not surprised that she would pick a guy that looked like he did. Looking back at it, he was a good looking guy, and someone I'd. Get'em down... come and field bets. Here we go. Shooter coming out. Four! Four... six the number. You're looking for a six, sir. Six'll do it. Let'em roll... seven! Seven the loser! Next shooter. All bets down. The dice are coming out..."Silk continued to smile to himself. The lounge was packed and the voluptuous, red-headed, naked doll that was perspiring beneath the spots in a frenzy of measured writhing, undulating movements to the loud, rocking, recording music, had just picked up her prop. He asked for some cream, I gave him and he put some cream on his fingers and one by one I had 3 fingers in my hole. He was fingering me slowly in and out. Fingers in my hole and kissing my navel. Ohhh what a feeling.Then he made me hold my knees to my boobs and he positioned his tool right on my hole and pushed. In it went smoothly due to the fingering.He was doing slow full strokes with his 6 inches hard meat. He was hitting his balls on my bums with each stroke. It was feeling soo good. Then. He should lock the doors and windows (which were barred) and load all of the guns left in the house. I said, "Tony, I hate to stick you with this job, but you must protect your sister until I get back. I'm going to the Double Bar B to settle this now. I should be back a little after dark."I gave him no time to argue with me, but dashed off at a gallop. I barely heard Barbara shout as I rode off, "NO, JEREMIAH! YA'LL BE KILLED!" It wrenched my heart to hear that, but I was so full of anger and.