His cock throbbed again and again, filling his juices into my ass. I raved at the feel of his cock jerking and ejaculating inside me. It was a delicio...s feeling, altogether different from my earlier experiences.Slowly, the throbbing stopped. His cock was not shooting any more. Rahul took a deep sigh and let his body collapse over my back. He appeared short of breath, desperately trying for a lungful of air. His cock shrunk and moved out of my ass. My hands were no more able to support my. " The Kerbys were "friends" of just about everyone. And as for them 'passing on', I wish..."There was a pause as Mr. Topper failed to finish what he was saying. "What do you wish, Mr. Topper?" Never mind, Mrs. Pittman," he sighed. "As the Kerbys' executor, I suppose it is my duty to carry out their last wish."With that, Mr. Topper put up his elbows again, and hurried from her on his tiptoes again. "I could be persuaded to change my mind, you know," he said, but not to her.Mrs. Pittman shook her. Heplaced it down and stood up before smiling at me. I hadn't seen ortalked to Josh since I had left the stage in tears at his concert at theStaples Center two months earlier. It took time, but I had managed toovercome the hurt and pain that he had caused me that day, and I knewthat I could get through this night without the same thing happening. Myfeelings had changed for Josh.But it was immediately apparent that Josh had changed too. He wasstaring at me in much the same way that I had been. When he arrived he had sent a short telegram to his parents to let them know where he was and that he was okay so far. In it he promised to post a letter to them before he left Fort Smith with more detail about his trip.Josh looked up as a man came into the saloon; it could only be Mr. Hobart, he thought. The man was shorter than Josh at about 5' 7" with bowed legs from spending years on the back of a horse. He looked to be about 50 years old with a ruddy, leather like face from being out in.