" Sounds like a pantomime to me," Dolly admitted, "But you get the widow and the Sheriff can rub his cock." Oh funny," the Sheriff sniped, "Why don't ...ou rub it?" You say the cutest things!" Dolly laughed, "But I guess I'll pass."Sheriff McLoud sat on the porch rubbing the rusty iron cock with sandpaper and a wire brush while half the town fell around with laughing at him, not that they let him see them laughing and then finally with the cock polished he gave it a coat of black lead paint."You. ‘Can I help you ma’am?’ I sheepishly asked. ‘Well, my car overheated and I have no water.’ She spoke so seductively as if she had ulterior motives. ‘I was wondering if maybe you could give me a ride?’ ‘It would be my pleasure.’ We walked towards my car and I hurried so I could open the door for this beautiful woman. I opened the door and she seemed to glide right in. She moved so smoothly and with an air of confidence. I shut the door and walked, well somewhat jogged nervously, to my door. I. I can’t stop jerking off for you, Lateshay. Your tits are so big and so sexy I can’t help but be aroused and I start to play with myself. I watched your vids all morning while I masturbated to your fine female form…spent about an hour and 45 minutes jerking to your vids…oh, how I savor that feeling of fullness and urgency in my stiff nasty cock, relishing the sporadic cums that roll around inside my aching balls until sweet release…I taught myself a long time ago how to shoot without losing my. As my sister would well know. "For whatever. I figure we could probably do something just to bug her if you wanted." Like what?" Like I could give you a blowjob."I heard the words and they matched up with her lip movements, but it seemed like I must have misunderstood somehow. Shannon had always been friendly around me and everything, but her suggestion went against most of what I understood about girls. Outside of when she came over with Kristin, or occasionally when we bumped in to each other.