I haven't been less than 2/3 hard since we got to my apartment and my cock is already starting to ache a bit (of course, her incredible footjob may ha...e contributed!). Still, I take a big sip, lie back, and I start playing with myself. I pull my foreskin back and stroke my cock slowly, mostly from the tip to the middle. "Longer strokes," she says. and I start going the whole length. She has her legs spread apart, one extended across the couch, the other up on the back of the couch. One finger. "Where ya goin'?" The sheriff asked."Over to the Busted Flush. I need to have a little chat with Lucas Solomon."The coldness in the way Durango said the last sentence made the sheriff stop and look up at the tall man. Kip Gates was a big man. At well over 6 feet tall, he was a lot taller than any normal man of the time, and all of the hard years working on his ranch had left Gates with an excellent physical physique. Kip looked exactly like the man that he was; big, tough and physical. Even. He moved his arms around, watching the copies follow the originals. They were illusions! He stopped moving his real arms and tried to move the copies. He thought about it, he envisioned it happening, but only when he gave up and tried to bring up his real arms did the copies obey and fulfill the action. It was only for a second before they returned to their original place, but he had gotten them to move.It took several minutes of repeated attempts before he figured it out. Halfway between. His powerfulness is such a huge turn on for me. His hand tore off my pink lace panties as His cock seared through my wet pussy, stabbing me like a hot dagger and hitting my G-spot. I gasped and hoped the driver heard me. Master pulled down my bra revealing my perfectly formed tits, pushed them together and sucked both nipples at once. His tongue was warm and wet and His cock pulsated against my G-spot as I writhed on top of Him. I rode His cock up and down as He licked and sucked. My legs shook.