There were six or seven hands standing at the bar and a man that had to be the range boss sitting at a table. He was watching his men as they drank an... shaking his head.Dillon walked over to the table, "I'm Deputy Gallagher; I just locked up three of your men, Mister."The range boss looked up, "I'm Carl Jones. How long before I can get them out? The herds leaving at first light and I'll need those boys." That's up to Marshal Ryan. Normally I'd just let them sober up and send them back to camp.. "Paul! Dude, you did not have to do that." He says excitedly over the phone."Do what?" I say playing dumb. I know full well what he is talking about."You did not have to give us your tickets to the football game. That is too much. I would have been happy with a fancy box of cigars. You didn't have to give us tickets, parking passes and even a bus ride to get there." I know, but you know how generous I am. I wasn't going to use them so who else do I have in my life to give them to?" No one." He. I’ll let Zachy here have his way with me, andI won’t stop him until you tell me to.”“I like it D, if Zach’s OK with it.”“Yea Diane I’d like to help,” Zach said eagerly.Zach goes over to Diana on the couch and runs the backof his hand down her front brushing her tits .Dianalays back and Zach brushes her crotch with her jeans onand a sigh escapes Diana’s lips. Zach looks her in theeye then opens her jeans and removes them. Diana laysback. But I had not enough time for myself. I soon felt again my ankles being pulled up and my legs spread apart. I was held on my back and my legs pulled further up towards my head; so another huge massive black cock was soon finding my little tight brown hole there. Not Again… I thought, but, before I could struggle, a hard cockhead found its way inside. I had never taken a cock that big before, but very slowly, my greedy anus accepted all the big black meat inside.The guys let one of my hands.