Jack's descriptions of how he's going to fuck her like she's never been fucked before had me about to pull the plug; but it was too late. My lifetime ...antasy of having a big black cock fucking and filling my wife's pussy was going to happen. Before the day's end, Lynda would know the thrill of a massive cock pumping her full of cum.The magical hour was almost upon us, and while Jack insisted on having my wife to himself, I just had to know what she'd be taking in her pussy. "Jack," I said,. “Could you please send me a photo of your cock?” She asked. Mistake.“I told you to call me sir. I only send pictures of my cock to girls who follow orders. Are you ready to follow orders?” “Yes, sir. I’m sorry sir. I’ll do anything to make it up to you.”Just the answer I wanted to hear.“When the next man comes up to you and starts dancing with you, I want you to fold that form fitting dress of yours up so that your entire ass and pussy are on display for the club. Grab the man’s hand and let. “I can just see him and a patrol stopping Marshal Eli Crow – government lands or not,” Jon David said, and laughed.“Here it is, Jon David, it’s called the Posse Comitatus Act. It means power of the county. The law was enacted at the end of the war and the Union Troops were sent back north during reconstruction of the south. No Federal Troops can have jurisdiction over civilians. In other words, the law of the lands would be in the hands of the U. S. Marshals, since there is no local law. She knew they probably had hard cocks by now andthis made her even more horny. She looked at the boys and said "I will be right back," As she walked past them strutting her tits. She got to her room and and immediatly pulled her shorts down and started rubbing her pussy. So wet and she wanted to just walk up to one of them boys andpulling there cocks out and get them fucking hard. She pulled herself into a little composure and and sat at the end of the bed thinking of what she was.