Simply because I could shoe horses and Indira could make the best biscuits ever.Here we are, riding The Goodnight-Loving Trail, alongside Mr. John Chi...um, another good friend of Mr. Charlie’s, listening to a story that ought to be told in a book, so others could read about a special friendship between two men who drove cattle to places no one had ever driven them before – across trails they, themselves had blazed.I knew that I’d never live long enough to be half the man Mr. Charlie Goodnight. I’m going to enjoy watching your expressions and listening to your moans as I fill your tight asshole with my dick.”The worst part of this entire episode, was that I couldn’t deny how turned on I was. My nipples were hard like diamonds and I knew you could see them on display. As if reading my mind, you leaned forward and pinched them between your fingers. I groaned loudly from the pain you were inflicting, in some ways grateful for the gag because otherwise I may have begun begging you to do. It is with a parent's sorrow that I watch my children kill themselves." But can you not save them from themselves, Master?" the monk begged even as he fell to his knees and bowed his head to his Creator. "Show them the course they have put themselves on so that they may correct it?"A great sigh issued from the Flame Lord and his fiery head shook sadly. "Alas, all of those prepared to listen to such admonition have already absented themselves from their fellow Humans. Which is why you were. After a quick orientation of the home, and an offer for drinks, we were in the bedroom. I somewhat nervously stripped naked, as did he, and I was quickly positioned in front of a mirror and brought to my knees as he presented me with his cock. Not very experienced, but eager, I happily pulled his hardening cock between my lips. I spent a while sucking, licking, slurping and gagging, hoping I was doing a good job and that we’d move to fucking before my jaw hurt much more. Thenl he pulled me over.