I said, "Thanks" back to him still trying to be quiet.I just picked some random femboy video and hit play,I turned back around to face him and wrapped...my fingers around the shaft of his dick, slowly I jacked it up and down with his plumped tip right next to my lips,I opened my mouth and lowered it onto his dick, it must have been 8 - 9 inches long.I continued to suck on him for 6 minutes at least, while he just laid back watching the femboy video,I continued sucking on him for what seemed like. Her moans were arousing me more and more. In final shot I thrusted it to completely inside hers and started fucking her slowly. Her pain turned into pleasure. I was started enjoying it. I was kissing her and sucking her boobs and fucking her. I increased my pace, she moans superbly.I used to fuck harder by hearing it. Once she had told to stop, nut now she was completely in my control. She told me not to stop and keep fucking. I did fuck her hardly and made her happy.Then told her to sit on me. We never shared a bed again, we did share an understanding, gradually Dee opened up to me and I learnt her story, along the way she turned my struggling newly opened gallery into a thriving success and accumulated a staggering number of sketches, cartoons, caricatures and more than a few paintings. Few of which she let anyone else see, especially those she drew whilst perched quietly in a corner of the Dungeon. Until now...Dee found us. Or rather she found me, her outfit was ... well typical. I put the shoulder rig on under my vest and strapped on my new gunbelt. I picked up a box of ammo for each pistol and gave the gunsmith his thirty-five dollars. It might have been a serious case of overkill, but I felt ready for anything.That night at the Toro was even bigger than Friday night, as we had our biggest crowd ever. The Hombres seemed to get better as their audience grew larger. I was hustling around like a maniac, trying to keep the bars afloat and four poker tables running.