...You're breathing faster now almost panting.... it's been so long since you've had anyone pay attention to you... so much travelling doesn't help....... you feel the man move again and you groan as you understand where has going.... kissing and licking down your stomach... slowly so slowly he reaches your thighs and shocked you feel him carry on kissing down!! Your body is tingling hard now and you can't help massaging and teasing your nipples... not caring that the man whose doing these things. He offered to drive me home or to go up to his room and talk some more. Thinking about the pros and cons. I chose the most obvious, and we went to his room.He gestured for me to sit on the love seat as he turned on the television. He sat down beside me, looking at me and smiling. I wasted no time, I put my hand between his legs and felt his hard cock under his jeans. He looked surprised but did not push me away. In fact he pulled me closer kissing me passionately running his fingers through my. Despite my inner conflict of what was happening, I found myself continuing to get turned on more. Through all of this I was still managing to maintain control of my body and its reaction, but then his feet moved. It didn't take a rocket scientist to pick up on what his movement meant as his hand stayed around my cock while his body turned sideways. He scooted slightly on the bed so he could lower his head across my hip as he bent down. I watched him let go of my cock as he guided it into his. ”“Iron Hammer, I have been sent to Tulsa by the big White Judge in Fort Smith, to stop the sale of women to these men. I will try to put a stop to the selling of women to any man. White, Black or Indian.”“Then you would do good if you are the man to do this. What is your person’s business you come to Cherokee lands for?”“I’ve rode this way many times before, to take bad people into the hands of the law and face the Big White Judge in Fort Smith. I have seen good lands for grazing and good lands.