I’m sure you’ve heard of Judge Isaac Parker, out of Fort Smith, Arkansas?”“Marshal Crow, there’s not a man, woman, nor child in this whole c...untry who doesn’t know who Judge Parker, ‘The Hanging Judge’ is. I knew you worked under him over in Indian Territory, but I’ve never had the pleasure of meeting the man. Been there eleven years, have you?”“Yes Sir, I was there as a deputy marshal before Judge Parker came to Fort Smith and made me a full U.S. Marshal. It doesn’t seem like it’s been that. We both climbed on the bed again and this time I was a bit calm so I hugged her, we were both standing on our knees, and I removed her hairs from her shoulders revealing her fair shoulder skin with black bra strip shining over it. I couldn’t control it and gave her a lust bite on shoulder with all my energy, I dug my teeth inside her flesh because of which she screamed like a child for a moment and then pulled my hairs and fell over me on the bed.She wanted a revenge and moved down slowly. Hobbling over with one leg barely able to hold his weight, the guard laughed as he raised his nightstick above his head, about to plunge the broken end straight into Jason’s chest or simply beat him to death. Fueled by adrenaline and acting on instinct, Jason kicked the protruding spike of metal in the man’s leg, forcing it all the way through and sending him toppling to the floor. With crippling pain temporarily breaking the hold of the Black Stigmata, the man was wide open. Having learned to. He then backed off and let me catch my breath as he let me just bob up and down on his huge cock. He then grabbed my head and pushed deep telling me to stick out my tongue. As I did he pushed his dick all the way in and held it there. I did my best to control my gagging but that only lasted a second or two. Next I was choking and gagging as he held my head down. I then pulled away by leaning back using all my weight, and managed to break free. As soon as i did I threw up a bit and he.