He was tall in the saddle and had shoulders on him so wide that when he first rode into town from the west, he like t' blocked out the settin' sun! He...was clean-shaven and dressed reg'lar, but one look and you could tell he wuz tough enough to bite a bear's ear clean off!Folks wanted t' crack a smile when he introduced hisself as Marshal Marshall, on account a' it sounded kinda peculiar. But nobody made no fuss about it, because one sidewise look from the Marshal and strong men would shrivel. “Do you remember that old game of Love -Truth - Dare - Kiss - Promise, we use to play together James?” I said as my cunt began to juice up.“Yes, I remember that Stella,” he said guardedly.At this point I fished out Big Banana. His eyes boggled.As I greased it up, James began to shake his head, “No Stella, not that! Please – not that!”His pleading was turning me on; big time.Without any ado I positioned it into his butt-hole and his pleading ceased in anticipation.Gently I slid it’s length. I was breathing heavy and felt lightheaded with lust. I started stroking his cock, and licking the head, his pre cum tasted good. I was drunk with cock.Once he got fully erect I was shocked at the size of his penis. So big and thick. I started to suck his cock and stroked him while he moaned. He seemed to like it. I was trying to pump as much pre cum into my mouth as possible. My smaller dick was dripping as well.he was so big and strong it was easy to be submissive. I could tell that's. They were a nomadic people and this was one of several holy temples. My people, a secret sect of fey, called Warrior Brownies, were charged by the last High King of Aithen, before his fall, to protect these temple areas from desecration." Each temple ground has a caretaker, a warrior scout, who is responsible for ensuring that no one trespasses. The scout reports to a platoon size unit for reinforcements if needed." We use a glamour to protect the lands from would be pillagers. Only a very.