Suddenly, I felt it pop in with the usual burst of pain. This time, she held it in for a bit as I grew accustomed to its size and then started gently ...ucking my ass. The pain was less this time, but still severe, particularly when she pulled out, or pushed all the way in. I could also feel the dildo pushing on my prostate and the pleasurable burning sensation along my cock as she fucked me.I heard her start breathing faster and the strokes became harder and more disjointed as her orgasm. “Do you want anything? Something to drink? Or something else?”“You told me you were hurt.”“I was. But…I think I’m much better now. I was mixed up. I’m sorry I scared you. It was sweet of you to be worried, though.” Now that she wasn’t alone, she didn’t feel sick anymore. Or even scared. Suddenly, she felt very good. He stood with his hands in his coat pockets, like he didn’t trust himself with them. “I’ll get going then,” he said, although his face clearly showed that he didn’t believe a word. "Oh, ya are gonna git so lucky, tonight!"We came to a town and sold the loot from the bandit. That I kept to be used for general expenses.OK, it was time for the big experiment. I needed to talk to the bartenders and Jane wanted to come with me. Women were rarely allowed into saloons, unless they were the whores who worked there, so Jane should get an interesting reception. I had no idea what to expect from the saloon whores, so I was in for a surprise when they were quite willing to talk to. ..brightpink, with bright white tray. I knew, of course, it would be where Iwould sit for the evening.Martin stood next to the high chair. Brenda let go of my lead, handingit to Martin, and with a slight tug on my collar, he urged me to sit.The height of the chair seat itself was level with table top so it tooka little effort and his hand to get up and sit in the chair. Martin haddone this before. He grabbed the straps, the first two came over myshoulders crossing against my back, and.