Damn!"Bill chuckled and said, "Yeah, it can be addicting." He knelt down my my left side, putting his arm around my shoulders. Bill had a patch of h...ir on his chest, which he now rubbed against my arm. The warmth and contact felt nice. Then he reached around me with his left arm and started rubbing around my hairy chest. My cock, still hard, throbbed and I moaned. Bill leaned around and kissed my cheek, then slid his hand downward. When he reached by cock, he wrapped his hand around it. My judgment was verified when I later found that he’d died with his pistol in his hand, already out of his holster and ready for a shootout. Then I had to apologize to the deputy for not handing him the pistols already. He put gloves on, and I held my top left pocket open so he could reach in and lift the dead man’s pistol out, which he cleared and bagged. Then we did the same thing on the right side with my pistol, which had killed Newt. Relieved of my arsenal, I felt light as a feather.. I could tell he was bigger in girth at the base of his cock and with each entry I could feel my asshole being stretched to it's absolute limits. He put both his hands in the crook of my legs behind my knees and lifted my ass higher and began the furious pace he had begun when I was on my stomach. Fucking me while laying on my back he was able to connect with my prostate more forcefully and the sensation in my dickhead was intensified. In no time I was spurting hot cum all over my chest and. So much for worrying about an erection. The grass was slightly wet from the dew. I reached out with my senses and smelled the air I had ignored earlier when I was too worried about meeting another naked person.Everything I felt, smelled, and heard was perfect. The cool air on each part of my body felt perfect. I looked at Diana’s stiff hard nipples. They were perfect, and caused my penis to valiantly fight against the shrinkage and the air temp.“Diana. I am getting an erection. What do I.