The shower itself looked like one you would only find in a hotel suite. It was fairly large with a rectangular shape and silver handles and fixtures. ...n the opposite side of the room was a wooden bench made with sturdy unpolished wood and a few metal hooks on the wall directly above it to hang your belongings so they would not get wet. On top of the hooks was a shelf with clean towels. There were a few labeled switches next to the door. One read “Heat” and the other “Red Heat Lamp.” I flipped. Maybe that’s what you wanted all along.”Darrell had been fucking my mouth for about five minutes, and I was able to take almost eight inches of his cock into my mouth and throat. His big balls were slapping against my head on each stroke.He finally tensed up, and I felt his cock pulsing and cum shooting into my mouth as he moaned, “Oh, fuck yeah, cock sucker, keep sucking and swallow all of my fucking cream. You seem as hungry for it as some of those white bitches that I fuck, and now you’re my. Once the horse was taken care of, Beau went to supper at the local restaurant. After that, he went looking for a reasonably quiet saloon where he could go through the posters while he was enjoying a beer.Beau quickly found that the posters fit into one of three categories: posters with pictures (not very many), posters with good and useful descriptions of the wanted man (not very many), and posters with descriptions so vague that he fit most of them, himself (a majority of the posters). Beau. The first time was after our company party at Jack's house last month. You refused to go. I had too much to drink, played the fool, and allowed myself to be seduced. I was pissed at you for not going with me, and all those things added up to a huge mistake on my part."I took a pull on my beer and checked my watch. I had agreed to meet a friend at the driving range after dinner and I worried that this confession was going to be very time consuming. I nodded my understanding, hoping that Sue.