"Yeah, suck that thing, gargle it like a whore," he commanded. She replied by putting a vacuum suck to his shaft and cupping his balls. As he let out ... "fuuuuuuuuuck!" she began to bob up and down like crazy, moving her head faster than a 13 year old boys arm. Her furious face fucking was pushing him to the edge."Oh god, I'm gonna blow in your face!"She plopped his cock out of her mouth and started stroking it, slower than before. "Oh no you don't, not now anyway. I love the taste of your cock. "An angry growl issued from the throat of Melacon, "it is time to rectify that situation. I have to admit that dead, looked far better on you, than anything else."Melacon growled louder as the next blast from the figure had him pinned, painfully to the wall."You are as you were, all that time passed, you cannot even realize that, soon you will be destroyed!" The figure said as it increased the power hitting Melacon._______________________________________________________The others that were. Both are seventeen. They were still as afraid of Marshal Crow as they would’ve been a grizzly bear. The man could look at them with his cold, pale gray eyes and make them shiver at the thought of nearly hanging by the neck until dead, back there in Boones Crossing.The two Hooker brothers seemed to accept Marshal Crow as some sort of savior, and the Curtis boys could see how they might look at him this way. The man had spoke up for all of them and even asked the judge to release them in his. They pull back apart as a new song starts and they dance faster and harder. almost like in a trance. Two girls who have been dancing behind him suddenly pull him between them as they start to move their hands all over his body,obviously turned on by his tuxedo and the way he moves, so great with the music. All this time his eyes never leave hers. He is oblivious to the two little vixens trying desperately to get his attention. He pushes them aside and returns to her. He has worked up a sweat.