Davis shot my mule, you can still see the scar on his shoulder. I told all this to the Marshall at Lowndesboro. He considered it self defense and turn...d me loose." I have heard of Jim Davis, you are fortunate to have gotten out alive. Why did Bradley attack you?" He tried to bully me in the middle of the street in downtown Montgomery. He was drunk. I backed him down, and he was humiliated. His pride must have been pretty bruised up over it," I told the Sheriff the unvarnished truth."I have. That sort of thing.We even agreed for me to make this profile to fuel our fantasies with convos...So, today while he was at work I decided to chat to a few of you lovely guys and girls who wanted to use me in front of Jamie, saw many beautiful cocks and a few tasty loads begging to be swallowed... and I’m hooked... I love all the naughty things you guys tell me, and what I saw, but no matter what I couldn’t get myself to cum... I needed cock... so as soon as Jamie was home I was already laid on. I carried on thrusting as the orgasm engulfed both of us, savouring every wave and watching your eyes widen as you lost yourself in the moment. Slowing down as the pleasure started to subside, I felt our juices mingle, but I did not want to withdraw so I enfolded you in my arms and we just sat there for moments in front of the fire listening to the muted tones of Etta still playing back outside. no words were spoken, they didn't need to be, we both silently accepted this moment for what it. That's when they walked over to me and guided my into the weight room. There was a bench-press station in the middle of the room and they ordered me to lay down on it. I laid face up and Steve knelt down and began stroking my cock. It was like having it put into a light socket, electric, my body shivered and quaked and I let out a groan. He started licking my balls while he stroked, I couldn't control myself as I wiggled and squirmed. My breathing picked up and I thought I was going to.