Sheriff John McLoud lounged in his place professorship, his hat tipped forward over his frontal bone as protection from the abrasive sun light, his manus resting on his gun as was his habit.

He thought about doing the rounds of the local anesthetic bars, checking on the harlot and all the other onerous duties of a new territories Sheriff but he could n't be bothered, so he just sat there.

Around three o'clock Jake balusters arrived in a tearing hurry, `` Sheriff, Sheriff, amount quick, Widder Mason been raped ! ``

'' You sure ? '' he asked, `` Why she has to be fifty and she bigger round of drinks than a barn doorway ! ``

'' In the night Sheriff, '' Jake explained.

'' You get a description ? '' he asked.

'' Sure, twelve inches long at to the lowest degree and three round of golf, '' Jake explained.

'' Black person, egg white, Irish, what we talking about here ? '' he demanded.

'' It was coloured, '' Jake explained patiently.

'' It damned well must have been ! '' the Sheriff agreed, `` So lets round up the Negroes, do an individuality check-out procedure. ``

'' Why blackamoor, you racist or something ? '' Jake asked.

'' You want your weenie examined ? '' he replied, `` That old kick staring at your crotch while your weenie curls up like some French escargot ? ``

'' Still sounds Racist, '' Jake agreed.

'' Ok, round up everyone with a ten inch cock and above. '' the Sheriff suggested, `` Go up to guys and say 'Say, you got a ten inch tool ,'see how yearn you get to keep some tooth. ``

'' We could get a miss to do it, '' Jake suggested, `` One of the pretty little girl from the saloon, she could help out, we could deputize her. ``

'' certainly, '' the Sheriff replied, `` That 's a cracking new name for it, you thinking of bending her over the desk and poking her ass while she licks my cock ? ``

'' We could swop over half way through ? '' Jake suggested.

'' Or we could do some real employment, '' the Sheriff declared, `` But lets do it, get a bawd to ask the hombre how big they gets. ``

'' We could ask at the whore house, '' Jake suggested, `` Just ask the young lady who has a ten inch plus cock. ``

'' Girls do n't have, shaft, except down in Mexico, '' the Sheriff explained patiently, `` Oh rightfulness, I got you, '' he added quickly as he realised what Jake meant.

'' I guess the girls will lie, how would they bang a ten column inch cock ? '' Jake asked.

'' You got a point there, '' the Sheriff agreed, and he sat his hat straight on his head, `` Lets find us a Negro. ``

They never had far to calculate, Erasmus was sitting in the shadiness of the front porch with his shoe shine kit, brand new never used since he moved from Everglade State a class ago, but it was what he did.

'' Hey Rasmus, you got a ten inch dick ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Not looking at your slimy face boss, '' he replied.

'' We need a ten inch shaft to take a mould off of, '' the Sheriff insisted.

'' wellspring you find a pretty peeress to sop up me and I 'll register her dozen column inch of man meat ! '' he exclaimed.

The whore house was tranquilize like a morgue, `` Thirteen thirteens is one hundred and fifty seven, fourteen 13 is, '' a childlike voice was chanting.

'' Dolores, onetime kid cocotte in Kit Carson County, '' Jake explained, `` Hey Dolly get down here. ``

'' Oh sir, I ca n't, I 'm wearing my nightdress, '' she trilled, `` Ok it 's off, '' and she tripped lightly down the step, `` Oh, it 's you, '' she said as she stood there completely raw, her minor girlish breasts tiny hummock on an otherwise flat chest, her blonde hair in footling piggy tails like she was a school kid.

'' We got a job for you, '' Jake explained.

'' I do n't subscribe to no cock up my ass, no way, '' Dolores insisted, `` Not for nobody ! ``

'' We do n't want to. '' the Sheriff explained.

'' Then what which way you want to do this three way ? '' she asked.

'' We want to know which guys have twelve inch shaft doll, '' the Sheriff explained.

She laughed, `` Gee you must have a loose ass Sheriff ! '' she tittered.

The Sheriff gritted his teeth, `` Not for me ! '' he insisted.

'' You want to stop by one day dearest, '' doll suggested, `` Let me straighten you out ! ``

'' Some guy with a twelve inch prick raped widow Mason at her spread, '' the Sheriff explained, `` So we need to do an identity parade. ``

'' You must be plum loco, '' Dolores sighed, `` I 'll go get dressed. '' She went back upstairs reciting the leaning of Billie Jean Moffitt King of Englnd and soon came down wearing a pay shoal uniform from back E. sport jacket white shirt, tie, black skirt and polished shoes.

'' Gee, '' Jake gasped.

'' That 's you on the list then, '' the Sheriff laughed as Jake 's cock visibly swelled.

'' Well you sure ai n't, '' Dolly countered with a sneer.

Dolly agreed to ask around later that evening but first they went to ascertain Erasmus, he was still waiting on the porch. `` You want to get down the blacksmith ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Nope but I guess I must, '' he agreed.

They went down Eli Brown 's blacksmith shop, `` We want a bronze mold of Erasmus 's cock. '' the Sheriff said.

'' Okay, you want a bronze turncock ? '' he asked, `` Where the blaze do you intend I can get bronze ? ``

They looked around at each other, `` Whats so exceptional about his putz anyway ? ``

'' Ten in ? '' Jake offered.

'' Look, '' Eli said and he reached under a bench, `` plaster cast smoothing iron pecker, for the widows see, ten, twelve, XIV inches right up to. ``

'' Good Shepherd ! '' Dolly gasped as she saw the Brobdingnagian freak Eli was handling.

'' It 's a Table Leg darling, '' he explained, `` We got cock up to twenty four inch ready to use, just need the rust gotten off and a coat of paint. ``

'' We 'll require a XII, '' the Sheriff agreed.

'' Good choice, '' Eli said, `` But get rid that rust Sheriff or you 'll be shitting descent and then die. ``

The Sheriff glowered, he was getting sick of being accused of being some homo.

'' for certain thing, I 'll get you a check sometime, '' the Sheriff said and he stuffed the smoothing iron cock in his bang and they went back to the jail house.

Eli shrugged, `` Check who 's he kidding, '' he moaned as the sheriff had a well garner reputation for not paying his dues.

'' I guess you honest get Widow Twankey, '' the Sheriff said.

'' Widder mason, '' Jake corrected, `` This is grave. ``

'' Sounds like a pantomime to me, '' doll admitted, `` But you get the widow and the Sheriff can rub his cock. ``

'' Oh funny, '' the Sheriff sniped, `` Why do n't you rub it ? ``

'' You say the cutest things ! '' Dolly laughed, `` But I guess I 'll pass. ``

Sheriff McLoud sat on the porch rubbing the rusty iron rooster with sandpaper and a conducting wire copse while half the town fell around with laughing at him, not that they let him see them laughing and then finally with the cock polished he gave it a coat of black lead paint.

'' You finished rubbing your putz ? '' dolly asked later.

'' Sure, '' he admitted, `` Where 's Jake ? ``

'' He 's do, '' she confirmed, `` Only that old laughingstock do n't coggle too fast. ``

He had to agree, but the steps started creaking and Widow Freemason waddled in, the Sheriff sighed. She looked fifty if she was a day. Her Brobdingnagian bosoms wobbled obscenely as there was no way she could feel a brassiere big enough out W. She had to be sixty column inch around her titmouse, with a fifty nine inch waistline. Maybe sixty round the waistline if you could find it. Her hair was grey, maybe it was blond once, maybe not, maybe she was born grey.

'' Hi, you got raped right ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Sure did, twelve column inch of iron hard peter. '' she agreed.

'' Gee that poor bastard must ingest been desperate, '' Dolly whispered to herself.

'' He fucked into me three fourth dimension, '' widow woman mason agreed.

'' Sure, and how did he get away ? '' Dolly asked.

'' Out the window when I was not looking, '' widow woman Mason agreed.

'' right we got cock hunting to do, '' the Sheriff announced, `` Now is this around the right size of it ? '' he asked and he produced the iron cock.

'' I guess, '' Widow Mason admitted.

'' You maybe want to try it ? '' Dolly asked.

'' I said it looks right. '' widow woman Alfred Edward Woodley Mason insisted.

'' wellspring I do n't conceive you ! '' Dolly insisted.

'' Yeah Katherine, I reckon you ought to try. '' Jake suggested.

Poor widow woman stonemason, her spangled little eyes were nearly popping out at the thought of the iron cock inside her.

'' Well, '' the Sheriff asked, `` You gong to curb it find right, we need to sleep together if its ten inches. ``

'' Ok, open me some quad, '' she said and when nobody moved she added, `` Get out ! Now ! ``

They left the widow alone with the smoothing iron cock, there was a rustle of apparel and then some muffled pant, `` You Ok in there ? '' Jake asked as he stepped inside the office to see Widow stonemason sat on the table with her hook down and the iron cock inside her, although only the flange on the end actually poked out of her between her tree diagram torso sized thighs.

'' guesswork it must give birth been bigger, '' she admitted `` Either that or iron ai n't like rattling tool. ``

'' Right, '' the Sheriff agreed.

'' You want to try a real dick, '' Dolly said, `` Ca n't you find a guy with a ten inch cock ? ``

The Sheriff looked in, `` Hey Geert Geerts, '' he called, `` Got a job for you ! ``

'' What 's up boss, '' Gerhard Gerhards asked.

'' You want to fuck the widow so she feels what a twelve inch cock feels like ? '' he asked.

'' Nope, not really, '' Gerhard Gerhards replied.

'' You want to come up a new shoe shine pitch ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' No chief, '' Erasmus replied, `` I 'll do it, '' he agreed, `` You want to rub my cock Dolly ? ``

'' Sheriff is the chief cock natural rubber, '' dolly suggested.

'' smell, this ai n't funny no more, '' the Sheriff threatened, `` So get and poke the widow OK ! ``

Erasmus dropped his pants, `` Gee, '' widow James Mason gasped, `` That sure is big ! ``.

'' That ai n't big, I ai n't turned on ! '' Erasmus complained.

'' Let me, '' dolly sighed but widow Mason grabbed Erasmus and pulled him to her.

'' Hell I do n't mind my shaft in you but I sure as hell still want it attached to me ! '' he protested.

widow woman A. E. W. Mason sat on the boundary of the Sheriffs desk with her fat bulging second joint spread wide apart and someplace in a mass of curly black hairs her twat dripped with anticipation as she waited for Desiderius Erasmus 's cock.

'' The thing I do for you guys, '' he complained as his long black shaft slowly disappeared inside the plica of flesh.

'' Has it gone in yet ? '' he asked.

'' I guess, '' widow Mason agreed.

'' Let me, '' Jake suggested and he stood back and kicked Erasmus up the ass.

Geert Geerts jerked forward, `` Oh god, that 's so ripe ! '' Widow Mason sighed.

'' So, I done it, can I get back to shoe shining ? '' Erasmus asked, but Widow James Mason had her hands on his backside pulling him ever rich inside her and Geert Geerts realised he did n't own a fortune to escape.

'' Gee I feel horny, '' the Sheriff admitted.

'' I 'll leave you two to it then, '' Dolly agreed and she went to leave.

'' Hell no. I'm horny for a woman, not a kid, not a guy a woman ! '' the Sheriff protested.

'' Look dear, everyone knows you like guy, '' doll chided.

'' I do n't anathemise you, '' said the Sheriff as Erasmus closed his eyes and imagined he was fucking a steer as he rode Widow Alfred Edward Woodley Mason for an orgasm, `` But I do n't go for footling girls neither. ``

'' Well like I said, '' Dolly replied, '' Any time you want straightening out, you be my Edgar Guest, '' and she was gone.

Erasmus was getting into his stride now, the old desk was creaking as he humped and the whole thing was siding nearer the bulwark with every protuberance intil suddenly, 'Crack ,'one of the legs busted off. and the unit thing keeled over.

'' Oh Rasmus, that was the best I ever had, '' widow James Neville Mason agreed as they lay in a heap.

'' What about this rape ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Maybe you could send the suspects around my lieu ? '' she asked hopefully.

'' You sure it was rape ? '' Jake asked as widow George Mason scrabbled her way to her feet.

Erasmus stood up, `` Gee. '' he said and just about collapsed into a chair.

individual walked up and knocked the door, `` I say, '' he said in an English accent, `` Some bloody char slip my horse ! ``

'' That 's him ! '' widow woman James Neville Mason shouted, `` That 's him, I 'd bang that representative anywhere. ``

Sheriff McLoud walked outside, A well dressed cowboy was standing on the porch, `` Say, you been raping Miss James Mason ? '' he asked.

'' If you mean the old crone who stole my horse and locked me in her b the answer is emphatically no, '' he sighed.

'' This him ? '' Sheriff McLoud asked.

'' Ohhh, sure is, '' she simpered.

'' You a Gigolo or something ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Only for ladies Sheriff, your report precedes you, '' the guy admitted, `` She owes me 20 dollars. ``

'' You said a completely night ! '' widow James Neville Mason explained.

'' Hey hold up, '' the Sheriff says, `` What report ? ``

'' You know very well, '' the Cowboy explained patiently.

'' wellspring it 'ai n't right field ! '' he insisted.

'' right field, so you 're fucking woman of the street every night from sun down to sun up ? '' the cowhand asked.

'' Not exactly, '' the Sheriff admitted, `` the pits I 'm the law, I got monetary standard. ``

'' Exactly, '' said the Cowboy, `` Now if you was a actual man. ``

'' What the hell do I have to do to convince you ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Maybe take over from Erasmus when he finishes ? '' Jake suggested.

'' Right, well, nope, I guess I can last with the shaft, '' the Sheriff admitted.

About then there was a squeal like a pig dying, Widdow A. E. W. Mason was squealing fit to burst, Erasmus had been humping her like a demented hound dog and then he must have let fly because she was a howling and a holla and squealing like it was killing fourth dimension at the abattoir.

It was too very much so they all went outside to get some air before they threw up.

'' Do you see why I escaped ? '' The cowhand exclaimed.

'' No wonder you do n't go for cleaning lady political boss, '' Jake agreed, `` If that 's a adult female. ``

'' She 's too old, '' the Sheriff sighed.

'' What about Dolores, I mean Dolly ? '' Jake asked.

'' She 's a kid. '' he sighed.

'' She been a kid one hell of a long fourth dimension, '' Jake explained, `` I guess charwoman just ai n't your fit. ``

'' So what 's with the rape ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' I never raped her, she paid me ! '' the Cowboy insisted.

Just then Dolly came back, `` You got any putz for me ? '' she asked.

'' No, we found us our raper, '' Jake explained.

'' She paid me, '' the Cowboy insisted.

'' Hell, whoring without a permit, thats serious. '' Dolly explained.

'' Why ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Cause you have to induce a whoring license right ? '' she asked.

'' Sure, '' the Sheriff agreed.

'' And if you goes whoring without you gets locked up till you get a license, '' Dolly added.

'' So ? '' the cowpuncher asked, `` How much is a license ? ``

'' Two buck, except only young lady can get them, '' doll explained.

'' rightfulness, so you thinking maybe you raped her ? '' the Sheriff asked.

Erasmus and Widow Mason came out on the porch, and everyone shuffled around.

'' Like you get life in jail for whoring, '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Or get your shaft lopped off and be a miss, '' Dolly added helpfully.

'' Or you do your metre for rape, '' the Sheriff suggested.

'' And what time is that ? '' the puncher asked.

'' One week, '' the Sheriff explained.

'' In clink, one week for violation ? '' the cowpuncher asked.

'' hellhole no, '' Jake laughed, `` Tied au naturel to a rail outside the saloon like a dog so any widow woman can climb right on your cock and there ai n't nothing you can do about it ! ``

'' Gee ! '' the Cowboy exclaimed, `` You 're kidding right. ``

'' Well think it over, '' the Sheriff suggested, `` I guess losing your cocks no big deal ? ``

The cowpoke fainted.

They left him there and went back inside the office.

'' How you know about the law Dolly ? '' the Sheriff asked

'' infernal region I ran out of school Bible about five long time ago, '' she said, `` So I started on law book. ``

'' How old are you exactly ? '' he asked.

'' A dame never gives her age, '' she reminded him.

'' I reckon she must be pushing twenty, '' Jake said thoughtfully.

'' twenty dollar bill ? '' the Sheriff queried.

'' No way, I 'm baker's dozen ! '' Dolly insisted but nobody believed her.

'' I reckon if you let your hairsbreadth down, '' the Sheriff suggested, and he reached out and started to unravel her pig fag end, `` And washed those juke lentigo off of your font. ``

'' Hey leave me alone ! '' dolly squealed but her pilus fell down and Jake wetted a rag and wiped her face.

The Sheriff felt yearnings he could n't reject, `` You know you offered to straighten me out, '' he whispered, `` Now 's as unspoiled a sentence as any. Get out all of you. Give us some seclusion ! ``

'' I guess I talked myself into that one, '' doll agreed and let the Sheriff raise her short annulus to bear witness her unadulterated hairless vagina, `` Only you comfortably kiss me or say sweetness things of something because homos do n't turn over me on. ``

'' Ten Dollars ? '' he whispered.

'' Keep talking, '' she agreed.

'' Fifteen ? '' he suggested.

'' Enough, you wan na climb aboard for a head trip to heaven ? '' Dolly asked.

They looked around, the desk was broke, the floor was filthy, `` My place or against the bulwark ? '' doll asked.

The Sheriff never replied but instead dropped his pants and grasped his cock, `` Gee ! '' doll exclaimed, `` perdition you 're well hung for a homo. ``

He lifted her by the waist and pushed her against the wall as she guided his cock up against her moist pussy brim so he could lower her downcast

'' Be gentle with me, '' she said automatically.

The Sheriff began to fuck, once, twice, three times, `` Oh hoot I 'm cumming ! '' he exclaimed.

'' Oh the Nazarene, pull out ! '' dolly wailed but she was far too previous as a jet of spunk surged up inside her.

'' You filthy pillock changeling, my gentlemen always pull out you fool, '' doll protested.

The Sheriff looked around, about two XII faces was pressed against the windowpane, `` What you looking at ? '' doll demanded.

'' Show us your titmouse ! '' person demanded.

Dolly undid her shirt and pulled it aside, no one said much as she showed her sad little tits.

'' You 're too beautiful, '' the Sheriff said.

'' You wan na see us roll in the hay again ? '' Dolly asked, as she saw the Sheriffs prick was far from being delicate again, `` Then you pay a dollar mark each ? ``

'' What ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Fuck me again, '' she replied, `` It has to be Worth fifty dollar mark. ``

He never needed no irregular bid and he drove his rooster up between her lips as she stood on one leg against the wall, she was so full of heart it slid rightfield in and they was lost in each other for years, so long that everybody got tired of observation and went down the saloon.

Gently fucking against the door post like fan until Dolly let herself relish a sly orgasm, which she never did with her valet, and then finding he was still hard goaded him into pounding her to a screaming shuddering solid ground shattering orgasm so acute that she cried out, `` Fuck me ! ``

They stood locked together for a long time as the Sheriff's cock gradually softened, Dolly just stood quietly and even let the Sheriff kiss her on the rim, .but eventually they had to fall apart and get dressed

They set to work to straighten the office afterwards, the mesa was busted so it took a while, and ma'am L'Oisseaux from the whore house came to fetch Dolly.

'' She 's underage, '' the Sheriff explained.

'' The the pits she ain't she must be twenty four if she 's a day ! '' lady insisted.

'' Mother ! '' Dolly protested, `` Oh well I guess you should make love. ``

'' Work time ! '' dame insisted, `` I got a queue of gentlemen waiting. ``

'' We ai n't finished, '' the Sheriff explained, `` She 's straightening me out. ``

'' And how long will that take aim ? '' Madam asked.

'' All Nox ? '' he said.

'' A week maybe ? '' dolly suggested.

'' A month maybe ? '' the Sheriff suggested.

'' More maybe ? '' Dolly added, `` You reckon I could be your secretarial assistant or something ? ``

'' Do n't see why not, you passed the audience, '' he suggested, `` And I got a nice soft bed in the cap we ai n't tried yet. ``

'' poop, '' Madam protested and she went outside, `` What about the rapist ? ``


To be continued