. deeper and deeper and deeper. Jessie gave a shudder of delight at the feel of this wonderful, erectile invasion.For Bryce it felt just magical to ha...e his swelling knob pressing at the door of Jessie’s body. He pressed that dick in just ever so slightly then pulled it out again. He did this a few times as he relished the exquisite feel of Jessie’s inner pussy lips wrapping themselves around his hard rod. After that he just let his penis sink softly in to its full depth then just let it bounce. “I wore rubbers. It actually helped.”Joe understood. Eddie had a problem with too quick releases. He didn’t want to mention it, but he knew Joe knew. “And Sam isn’t a slut?” Joe asked him.“Fuck you,” he said. Sam would always be a separating factor as long as she was with him. Which actually wasn’t much longer. What with Simone. And Joanne finishing things off.Sunday, after the final performance, at least locally, and the after party, which awkwardly took place in the old barn/coral at Rachel’s. ” “Nice to meet you. I have a curiosity question for you; it’s been bugging me all day. In such a small community, why do the town elders allow the Spice Warehouse to exist? I mean in most small towns, places like this are frowned up.”The bartender piped up with a smile, “You best answer that, Sheriff.”“Sheriff?” Carl asked.“Yup, I’ve been the sheriff for a little over six years. How do I explain this? You know this is a rough town filled with a bunch of young guys.” We said yes. “Well,”. "But don't worry about him," she read on. "He's in good hands – the best. As long as you assure me that my good friend is in the best of hands too."Her last words petered out into a whisper. Looking up she saw the man's face was beaming more than ever. He squeezed her hand."The best," he said. "I can believe that. And the best mouth?" She knew her face was beet red. The letter fell from her hand on her plate."I... , " she said. "I think I have to go to..."She pushed back the chair, but.