“No way” Jarvis replied, “Even if you paid me.”
The widder was real upset. “Then your under arrest boy,” Wade explained. “I’ll marry you.”
Marleen fainted. The widder was desperately friggin’ her self. She had nice big tits, shame about the big fat belly. Why she ain’t had it in so long her cunt near healed over,” He observed. “Very funny,” Doc agreed and he wobbled drunkenly. Widder Jenkins. Jarvis slid in ball deep like a python going to ground. Poor old Jarvis his cock were straining fit to bust. “I never saw nothin’ “ Marleen muttered truculently. There weren’t no messing. “Five dollars,” she said. “Spunked, no way, she ain’t been fucked neither,” Doc explained, “What you need is some little guy like the Sheriff with a half size cock to loose you up a piece so you can fuck yourself with a chair leg.”
“Oh thanks a bunch,” Wade sighed. It was really nice, Marleen figured. His cock slid right up her greased hole like a rat up a drainpipe, his balls slapped against her crotch as he pounded against her.
