"The Sheriff strode off. The crowd of witnesses ran to the Saloon to tell their stories, and Jean continued on his journey to the hotel. He had not so...much as rumpled his clothes."That was unfortunate. Now the whole town will know my method of fighting and my edge will be gone," thought Jean as he walked. "Well, it can't be helped, now. I will have to wear my pistols from now on."Even before Jean made it to the hotel, the news of his victorious fight with the two muggers had reached the ears of. He turned his attention back to the new day outside his window. Behind, he could hear his mother as she let the house coat fall to the floor. It was her custom to appear in the morning with something easily discarded so her nudity could be enjoyed by her son.The young man never even looked down when his mother dropped next to him and crawled over between the window alcove and his person. Her mouth had become very effective at pleasing him. After all these months, and with so many blow jobs, she. "The man hesitated, gripping his spear. Lonna could tell from the twitchin his eyes clear as windows that he didn't want to hurt her.She could also see Talith narrowing his eye sockets, though. He was halfa second away from pulling back and fist and sending the boy to a medic.Lonna grabbed hold of the spear shaft and muttered a spell under herBreath that ignited the dry wood. The weapon splintered in two.The boy squeaked in surprise and broke, running. Lonna, for her part,threw the blunt half. With Sir laying with his head near the foot of the bed, Mistress startedorally pleasing him but her eyes followed me as I slowly made my way overto the other side of the large bed and laid down so that my butt was nearthe headboard.On my back, I began working my smooth legs up the wall vertically. Sir,realizing what was about to happen, laughed heartily while grabbing ahandful of Mistress's hair, urging himself deeper down her throat.I couldn't help but stare at my reflection in the large.