Sheriff St. John the Apostle McLoud lounged in his office president, his hat tipped forward over his forehead as protection from the harsh sun light, his hand resting on his gun as was his habit.

He thought about doing the one shot of the local anaesthetic prevention, checking on the whores and all the other taxing duty of a new district Sheriff but he couldn't be bothered, so he just sat there.

Around three o'clock Jake Bannister arrived in a tearing hurry, " Sheriff, Sheriff, come in quick, Widder A. E. W. Mason been raped ! "

" You sure ? " he asked, " Why she has to be fifty and she braggy round than a barn room access ! "

" In the night Sheriff, " Jake explained.

" You get a description ? " he asked.

" Sure, twelve inch long at least and three cycle, " Jake explained.

" Negro, white, Irish Gaelic, what we talking about here ? " he demanded.

" It was drab, " Jake explained patiently.

" It damned well must have been ! " the Sheriff agreed, " So lets round up the Negroes, do an identicalness check. "

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

" You want your weenie examined ? " he replied, " That old bitch staring at your genitalia while your wiener curls up like some French snail ? "

" Still sounds Racist, " Jake agreed.

" Ok, snipe up everyone with a ten inch cock and above. " the Sheriff suggested, " Go up to guys and say'Say, you got a ten column inch cock,'see how recollective you get to keep on some teeth. "

" We could get a girl to do it, " Jake suggested, " One of the pretty girls from the barroom, she could facilitate out, we could deputise her. "

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

" We could swap over half way through ? " Jake suggested.

" Or we could do some real workplace, " the Sheriff declared, " But lets do it, get a whore to ask the guys how big they gets. "

" We could ask at the whore family, " Jake suggested, " Just ask the miss who has a ten in plus cock. "

" lady friend don't have, cocks, except down in Mexico, " the Sheriff explained patiently, " Oh right wing, I got you, " he added quickly as he realised what Jake meant.

" I guess the fille will lie, how would they experience a ten in dick ? " Jake asked.

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

They never had far to look, Erasmus was sitting in the wraith of the front porch with his skid shine kit, brand new never used since he moved from Florida a year ago, but it was what he did.

" Hey Rasmus, you got a ten in rooster ? " the Sheriff asked.

" Not looking at your worthless fount boss, " he replied.

" We need a ten inch shaft to take a stamp off of, " the Sheriff insisted.

" Well you find a pretty lady to suck me and I'll show her twelve inches of man essence ! " he exclaimed.

The whore house was hushed like a mortuary, " baker's dozen thirteens is one one C and fifty seven, fourteen thirteens is, " a dewy-eyed vocalization was chanting.

" Dolores, quondam minor fancy woman in Carson County, " Jake explained, " Hey Dolly get down here. "

" Oh sir, I can't, I'm wearing my nightie, " she trilled, " Ok it's off, " and she tripped lightly down the stairs, " Oh, it's you, " she said as she stood there completely bare, her small girlish breasts tiny cumulus on an otherwise flat chest, her blonde tomentum in little shote rump like she was a school kid.

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

" I don't take no stopcock up my ass, no way, " Dolores insisted, " Not for nobody ! "

" We don't want to. " the Sheriff explained.

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

" We want to get laid which bozo have twelve in cocks Dolly, " the Sheriff explained.

She laughed, " Gee you must deliver a unleash ass Sheriff ! " she tittered.

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

" You want to quit by one day dear, " Dolly suggested, " Let me straighten you out ! "

" Some guy with a twelve column inch cock raped widow Mason at her ranch, " the Sheriff explained, " So we need to do an identity parade. "

" You must be clean loco, " Dolores sighed, " I'll go get dressed. " She went back up the stairs reciting the lean of Kings of Englnd and soon came down wearing a pay school uniform from game E. Blazer Patrick White shirt, tie, black skirt and polished shoes.

" Gee, " Jake gasped.

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

" Well you sure ain't, " doll countered with a sneer.

doll agreed to ask around later that evening but firstly they went to detect Erasmus, he was still waiting on the porch. " You want to fare down the blacksmith ? " the Sheriff asked.

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

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

" OK, you want a bronze cock ? " he asked, " Where the hell do you think I can get bronze ? "

They looked around at each other, " Whats so special about his cock anyway ? "

" Ten in ? " Jake offered.

" face, " Eli said and he reached under a bench, " Cast atomic number 26 cocks, for the widow woman see, ten, twelve, 14 in right up to. "

" Jesus ! " doll gasped as she saw the Brobdingnagian monstrosity Eli was handling.

" It's a Table Leg darling, " he explained, " We got rooster up to twenty four inch ready to use, just necessitate the rust capture off and a pelage of paint. "

" We'll take a dozen, " the Sheriff agreed.

" goodness choice, " Eli said, " But get rid that rust Sheriff or you'll be shitting blood and then die. "

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

" Sure thing, I'll get you a curb sometime, " the Sheriff said and he stuffed the iron peter in his rap and they went back to the pokey house.

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

" I guess you better convey Widow Twankey, " the Sheriff said.

" Widder Mason, " Jake corrected, " This is serious. "

" Sounds like a dumb show to me, " Dolly admitted, " But you get the widow and the Sheriff can rub his cock. "

" Oh funny, " the Sheriff sniped, " Why don't you rub it ? "

" You say the thinned things ! " dolly laughed, " But I guess I'll pass. "

Sheriff McLoud sat on the porch rubbing the rusty iron cock with sandpaper and a telegram brush while half the Ithiel 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 tip paint.

" You finished rubbing your cock ? " doll asked later.

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

" He's coming, " she confirmed, " Only that old butt don't waddle too fast. "

He had to agree, but the steps started creaking and Widow Mason waddled in, the Sheriff sighed. She looked fifty if she was a day. Her huge knocker wobbled obscenely as there was no way she could encounter a brassiere big enough out Dame Rebecca West. She had to be lx inches around her boob, with a fifty nine in waist. Maybe 60 round the waist if you could come up it. Her hair was white-haired, maybe it was blonde once, maybe not, maybe she was born grey.

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

" Sure did, twelve inch of iron heavily cock. " she agreed.

" Gee that poor asshole must have been desperate, " Dolly whispered to herself.

" He fucked into me three times, " widow woman James Neville Mason agreed.

" Sure, and how did he escape ? " doll asked.

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

" rightfield we got cock hunting to do, " the Sheriff announced, " Now is this around the right hand size ? " he asked and he produced the branding iron cock.

" I guess, " Widow James Neville Mason admitted.

" You maybe want to try it ? " dolly asked.

" I said it looks right. " widow woman James Neville Mason insisted.

" wellspring I don't believe you ! " Dolly insisted.

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

Poor widow woman Mason, her beady short eyes were nearly popping out at the thought of the iron hammer inside her.

" fountainhead, " the Sheriff asked, " You gong to turn back it find right, we need to hump if its ten inches. "

" Ok, contribute me some infinite, " she said and when nobody moved she added, " Get out ! Now ! "

They left the widow alone with the iron cock, there was a rustling of clothes and then some muffled gasps, " You Ok in there ? " Jake asked as he stepped inside the berth to see widow Mason sat on the table with her draws down and the smoothing iron cock inside her, although only the flange on the end actually poked out of her between her shoetree trunk sized thighs.

" hypothesis it must have been larger, " she admitted " Either that or Iron ain't like material cock. "

" right field, " the Sheriff agreed.

" You want to try a rattling cock, " dolly said, " Can't you find a guy with a ten inch dick ? "

The Sheriff looked in, " Hey Erasmus, " he called, " Got a job for you ! "

" What's up boss, " Desiderius Erasmus asked.

" You want to love the widow so she feels what a twelve inch cock look like ? " he asked.

" Nope, not really, " Erasmus replied.

" You want to receive a new shoe effulgence pitch ? " the Sheriff asked.

" No boss, " Erasmus replied, " I'll do it, " he agreed, " You want to rub my pecker Dolly ? "

" Sheriff is the chief prick rubber, " Dolly suggested.

" feeling, this ain't funny no more, " the Sheriff threatened, " So get and poke the widow OK ! "

Erasmus dropped his drawers, " Gee, " widow George Mason gasped, " That sure is big ! ".

" That ain't big, I ain't turned on ! " Geert Geerts complained.

" Let me, " doll sighed but Widow Mason grabbed Erasmus and pulled him to her.

" nether region I don't mind my cock in you but I sure as sin still want it attached to me ! " he protested.

Widow Mason sat on the boundary of the Sheriffs desk with her fat bulging thigh spread wide-cut apart and someplace in a mass of curly inglorious hairs her cunt dripped with anticipation as she waited for Erasmus's cock.

" The things I do for you guys, " he complained as his hanker fatal dick slowly disappeared inside the fold of flesh.

" Has it gone in yet ? " he asked.

" I guess, " widow woman Mason agreed.

" Let me, " Jake suggested and he stood back and kicked Gerhard Gerhards up the ass.

Geert Geerts jerked forward, " Oh god, that's so good ! " widow James Neville Mason sighed.

" So, I done it, can I get back to shoe shining ? " Erasmus asked, but widow woman stonemason had her hands on his buns pulling him ever deeper inside her and Geert Geerts realised he didn't have a hazard to escape.

" Gee I feel horny, " the Sheriff admitted.

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

" underworld no. I’m horny for a woman, not a kid, not a guy a adult female ! " the Sheriff protested.

" Look honey, everyone knows you like hombre, " Dolly chided.

" I don't damn you, " said the Sheriff as Gerhard Gerhards closed his eyes and imagined he was fucking a wind as he rode widow James Neville Mason for an sexual climax, " But I don't go for little female child neither. "

" Well like I said, " dolly replied, " Any time you want straightening out, you be my guest, " and she was gone.

Erasmus was getting into his stride now, the old desk was creaking as he humped and the solid thing was siding nearer the paries with every hump intil suddenly,'tornado,'one of the peg busted off. and the whole affair keeled over.

" Oh Rasmus, that was the safe I ever had, " Widow Mason agreed as they lay in a heap.

" What about this rape ? " the Sheriff asked.

" Maybe you could send the suspects around my place ? " she asked hopefully.

" You sure it was rape ? " Jake asked as Widow stonemason scrabbled her way to her feet.

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

Someone walked up and knocked the door, " I say, " he said in an English accent, " Some blinking woman steal my cavalry ! "

" That's him ! " widow Mason shouted, " That's him, I'd know that voice anywhere. "

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

" If you mean the old crone who stole my gymnastic 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 reputation precedes you, " the guy admitted, " She owes me twenty dollars. "

" You said a whole night ! " Widow Mason explained.

" Hey hold up, " the Sheriff says, " What reputation ? "

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

" well it'ain't right ! " he insisted.

" Right, so you're fucking whores every night from sun down to sun up ? " the puncher asked.

" Not exactly, " the Sheriff admitted, " Scheol I'm the law, I got standards. "

" Exactly, " said the puncher, " Now if you was a rattling man. "

" What the inferno do I have to do to convince you ? " the Sheriff asked.

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

" Right, well, nope, I guess I can inhabit with the jibes, " the Sheriff admitted.

About then there was a squeal like a pig demise, Widdow Alfred Edward Woodley Mason was squealing fit to burst, Erasmus had been humping her like a demented hound dog dog and then he must have let fly because she was a howling and a hollering and squealing like it was killing time at the slaughterhouse.

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

" Do you see why I escaped ? " The puncher exclaimed.

" No wonder you don't go for cleaning woman boss, " Jake agreed, " If that's a woman. "

" 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 sentence, " Jake explained, " I guess women just ain't your scene. "

" 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 cocks for me ? " she asked.

" No, we found us our rapist, " Jake explained.

" She paid me, " the cowhand insisted.

" underworld, whoring without a license, thats serious. " dolly explained.

" Why ? " the Sheriff asked.

" reason you have to make a whoring license right ? " she asked.

" Sure, " the Sheriff agreed.

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

" So ? " the cowherd asked, " How much is a licence ? "

" Two clam, except only miss can get them, " doll explained.

" Right, so you thinking maybe you raped her ? " the Sheriff asked.

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

" Like you get life in poky for whoring, " the Sheriff asked.

" Or get your cock lopped off and be a girl, " Dolly added helpfully.

" Or you do your sentence for colza, " the Sheriff suggested.

" And what clock time is that ? " the cowman asked.

" One week, " the Sheriff explained.

" In jail, one calendar week for rape ? " the Cowboy asked.

" Hell no, " Jake laughed, " Tied naked to a rail outside the saloon like a dog so any widow woman adult female can climb right on your cock and there ain't nothing you can do about it ! "

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

" Well remember it over, " the Sheriff suggested, " I guess losing your cocks no big great deal ? "

The cowherd fainted.

They left him there and went back inside the office.

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

" perdition I ran out of schoolhouse Holy Writ about five age ago, " she said, " So I started on law books. "

" How old are you exactly ? " he asked.

" A peeress never gives her age, " she reminded him.

" I reckon she must be pushing twenty dollar bill, " Jake said thoughtfully.

" Twenty ? " the Sheriff queried.

" No way, I'm thirteen ! " Dolly insisted but nonentity believed her.

" I reckon if you let your hair down, " the Sheriff suggested, and he reached out and started to unravel her pig tails, " And washed those fake lentigo off of your face. "

" Hey leave me alone ! " Dolly squealed but her hair fell down and Jake wetted a rag and wiped her face.

The Sheriff felt yearnings he couldn't resist, " You know you offered to square away me out, " he whispered, " Now's as proficient 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 put up her short dame to prove her stark hairless vagina, " Only you in effect buss me or say sweet things of something because gay don't turn me on. "

" Ten clam ? " he whispered.

" support talking, " she agreed.

" Fifteen ? " he suggested.

" Enough, you wan na upgrade aboard for a trip to heaven ? " Dolly asked.

They looked around, the desk was broke, the story was filthy, " My situation or against the bulwark ? " Dolly asked.

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

He lifted her by the waist and pushed her against the paries as she guided his cock up against her moist pussycat sassing so he could lower her down

" Be gentle with me, " she said automatically.

The Sheriff began to hunch forward, once, twice, three time, " Oh shit I'm cumming ! " he exclaimed.

" Oh jesus, displume out ! " Dolly wailed but she was far too recently as a jet of punk surged up inside her.

" You filthy stupid moron, my gentlemen always pull out you fool, " Dolly protested.

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

" show us your tits ! " someone demanded.

doll 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 make love again ? " Dolly asked, as she saw the Sheriffs cock was far from being soft again, " Then you pay a dollar each ? "

" What ? " the Sheriff asked.

" Fuck me again, " she replied, " It has to be worth fifty dollars. "

He never needed no second bidding and he drove his rooster up between her back talk as she stood on one leg against the wall, she was so full of mettle it slid decently in and they was lost in each other for historic period, so long that everybody got tired of observation and went down the saloon.

Gently fucking against the room access post like fan until dolly let herself enjoy a sly climax, which she never did with her gentleman's gentleman, and then finding he was still hard goaded him into pounding her to a screaming shuddering Earth shattering orgasm so intense that she cried out, " nooky me ! "

They stood locked together for a longsighted sentence as the Sheriff’s strut gradually softened, Dolly just stood quietly and even let the Sheriff kiss her on the brim,.but eventually they had to separate and get dressed

They set to make to straighten out the power afterwards, the table was busted so it took a while, and Madam L'Oisseaux from the bawd household came to get Dolly.

" She's underage, " the Sheriff explained.

" The netherworld she ain’t she must be twenty four if she's a day ! " dame insisted.

" mother ! " Dolly protested, " Oh well I guess you should know. "

" Work clip ! " Madam insisted, " I got a waiting line of gentleman waiting. "

" We ain't finished, " the Sheriff explained, " She's straightening me out. "

" And how long will that have ? " brothel keeper asked.

" All Nox ? " he said.

" A week maybe ? " Dolly suggested.

" A month maybe ? " the Sheriff suggested.

" more than maybe ? " Dolly added, " You reckon I could be your writing table or something ? "

" Don't see why not, you passed the consultation, " he suggested, " And I got a nice soft bed in the roof we ain't tried yet. "

" Shit, " Madam protested and she went outside, " What about the rapist ? "


To be continued