Our bed was like a large single and we slept close together so I figured I'd have to turn my back to Gemma to get room to have fun n not disturb her a...d although it meant facing Tom once he was sleeping a bomb couldnt wake him.We were both 100% str8 and the idea of him catching me wanking was embarrassing but in no way homoerotic.It was summer n about 4am by then so there was light beginning to creep through the curtains and warm the room so once I was sure they were both out cold I threw the. I'm goin' into town ta see if I kin puzzle out some of the strange goin' ons aroun' here." Don't fergit to have breakfast, yerself." I won't," I promised.I ate breakfast and rode into Hixville to talk to the marshal and the friendly bartender. I saw the marshal first."Mornin, Marshal. How're ya doin today?" Tolerable, Bill. I'm tolerable. How about yerself?" I'm right tolerable, thank ya. I wanted to talk ta ya 'bout some of the things what have been happenin' at the Buckley ranch. Have ya got. His hand then moved up to my thong and his fingers began rubbing my mound through the cloth.I let him do it, as I stared at his eyes. He smiled and grabbed my hand, to put it on his hard cock. I began rubbing it through his loose trousers and I gasped as I felt that it was really a very huge thing.Blue John hissed in my ear that he could take his cock out if I wanted to. And I really wanted to. So I unzipped his fly and grabbed that tremendous piece of hard shaft between my long fingers.I felt. I did not have long to wait. He didn’t move slowly, he didn’t move gently or kindly; I didn’t expect him too. Placing his cock in my hole he pushed forwards burying his rod in my snatch making me gasp. Placing a hand on each cheek Ian proceeded to hammer my pussy, grunting and sighing but not saying a word. He didn’t have much skill, or if he did he didn’t make much use of it, but even so the relentless pounding sent shivers through my body. Having a cock in my pussy just felt right, like I.