This man was hard to dislike! "I'll ride in with you. We're about done and you seem to attract lightening and might need a man to side you."Marshal Sa... Cook had held his job for ten years. He knew he had lasted for two reasons. He didn't have much trouble to handle, and he was fair to everyone. He was on the far side of fifty and had hoped to finish his career in this town he had come to call his own.He saw Emerson and Shorty ride in. He missed the fight with Hogan and Lang earlier in the week,. And from that day the fantasy and reality, could not do without ..We were as usual in the evening, in the industrial area, sitting in the backseat of the car his dad, a great sw easy, and I was doing one of his insurmountable blow jobs, I noticed that someone was watching us, did not say anything not to it scared the stool to kneel on the seat with one hand and lifted her skirt and slipped two fingers in pussy masturbating her long, confident that what we would have liked watching the show,. “Call me either way” she commanded looking up at me over the top of her glasses.“No pen huh?”, I asked staring at the permanent marker. She wrote her number the whole length of my hand from my wrist up to and across my middle fingers, “555-6575” I separated my middle fingers a few times watching 575 become unrecognizable characters when they where apart.She smiled as I started walking backwards after she finished graffitiing my hand. “I’ll call you later ... either way.” She turned around. He sucked my clit, as if it was a lollypop. Just when I thought I was going to explode again, with a powerful orgasm, I felt Bert lean me forward. He slid his dick into my ass. I was now over whelmed. My moaning had turned to screams of ecstasy. Suddenly, my body shook, and I came like never before, wetting all three of us. I took both Bert, and Steve, into my mouth, one then the other. I sucked, as if I was sucking the life out of them. It wasn’t long before I felt, the warm flow of Bert’s.