. “We choose you, then. Be our Sheriff. We need one who can set this county straight. It’s been on the wrong path since before Doomsday, even more...so since. We need law and order here, and not of the kind that Sheriff Aston Milam gave us. I followed his orders before, thinking that you were a menace, but you actually make sense. Stay ... and be our Sheriff, at least for now,” one of the deputies urged me.“I agree. So does God. You will resume your trek westward in time, but for the moment, you. She moved her head lower, her tongue pushing out to lick the tip of my now fully erect penis. A small bead of pre-cum was already showing, and she lapped it into her mouth before sucking the whole head inside. I could feel the rhythmic pressure of her mouth on my helmet, her hand first gripping the shaft then sliding down to cup and caress my loaded balls.She stopped.Kara stood up and let the dressing gown drop to the floor. I gazed at her curvy figure; big tits, swell of the belly, the hot. I so wanted to cum yet didn't want to cum, listening eagerly as she added: "I sucked hard and pulled his cock as he called me the filthiest names through gritted teeth. And then I made him blew his hot load in my throat. He smiled, pulled up his trousers and told us to get out of the classroom and behave ourselves."I exhaled hard, using all my strength to hold on, wanting to savour this moment forever though my cock was pulsing and close to blowing. "So, what have you been doing since I last. But you wear the favor of the Goddess we worship. And so I want to know ... everything."McAllister sighed, capitulating in the face of the man's intensity. "I was a fighting man on a sailing ship, and I was betrayed and sold into captivity. I was sent to Hell on the wings of an eight-pound keg of gunpowder when I refused to take a brand and be sold as a slave to a sugarcane plantation. I escaped from Hell with the help of a friend, and we were almost immediately chased. I stumbled into a new.