Thesheriff was a lovely man, as anyone will tell you,but while he was always pleasant to me, as he wasto everyone, we weren't close. There were others...whowere drinking buddies and whom he used to play cardswith who were closer to him. Why he didn't leave itto them I don't know. He had his quirks, did DanTurton. John Nottingham told me he kept that moneyin a box in his apartment, that he didn't use banks.He thinks it may even have been the sheriff's lifesavings, which makes it even stranger he. I hear something heavy getting move word me. Closer and closer. It stops and I feel fingers entering me. Feels like three but not sure. I move my body, showing signs that I like what is going on. I hear the sound of a belt, and I was right. Whip right across my stomach.1, 2,3,4 I count my beatings. It hurts but at the same time i am getting wetter and wetter. The fingers are removed and I feel a big object getting placed right at the opening of my pussy. It’s a baseball bat and it’s hooked on. Cum splashed across my right cheek and up just around my eye. It pasted the underside of my black bangs in white. It dripped above my mouth in a thick man-milk mustache. It spilled from my face onto my tits, little dollops on the right and a veritable puddle on the left. Not wanting to waste any more, I pressed my lips back onto his head, this time getting my tongue ready for the catch, and pumped his handle hard. I wanted every drop. The torrent I got in my mouth was delicious, though a little. Wo kuch nahi boli lekin usne haath nahi churaya meri himmat aur badh gayi aur mein aage badh kar usko kiss kiya to wo sharam aur excitement se lal ho gayi thi maine kaha thank you that you allowed me to kiss u to wo boli u are always welcome but don tell didi. Mein hasne laga aur usko mene apni god main bitha liy.ab mere haath uski boobs ko sahla rahe the uske haath mere chest par the.ham ek dusare ko besudh ho kar kiss karte hue kab vasrahin ho gaye ye pata hi nahi chala kya shandar saundarya.