Blood was pumping thru it. I loved him encouraging me. Talking to me like a woman. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad."Yer hand is nice and warm, Pat." Tha...k you Tony. You have a beautiful prick."Then his hand was behind my neck. Then it was pulling me down to my knees. Forcing me down. I shot a brief, pleading glance at Martha. She smiled broadly. This was what she wanted. He was very strong. When I got down to my knees, I was eye level with his big canon. Then it was touching my lips. I was really. We continued our erotic conversation and she encouraged me to masturbate as she listened. While I tugged at my manhood with frenzy she continued to tell me how hot she became rubbing against Sean’s hard crotch and how she shuddered at his touch as he flicked her clit before kissing her goodbye. She too was now working on herself and I could hear the buzzing of her vibrator in the background as we both grew short on breath. We both came hard and quickly, exchanged our love for each other and I. She hoped he would find his release with the Gypsy girls and she wondered if he would be satisfied with just one or would sample a variety of them to compare their favors. The depraved thought made her blush and she allowed her free hand to wander down to her white undies to check the condition of her feminine folds. Just as she suspected, her slit was already damp with anticipation and she knew that if her brother had not found other sources of pleasure, she would have buried her head in the. I guess that cut to my arm muscle was worse than I had thought at first.Things went along pretty well for the next year, especially after Bob was able to find a new deputy. He was an ex-Ranger, too, and was named Abner Snodgrass. He was a nice fellow, much like Omar, but just not a family-member type. Omar stayed at the jail in his familiar cell, but Abner found himself a room and board in town. He had a little money saved up, so his $40 per month and his savings kept him in good stead.Business.