Sheriff John McLoud lounged in his office chair, his hat tipped forward over his forehead as auspices from the harsh sun light, his hired man resting on his gun as was his habit.

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

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

'' You sure ? '' he asked, `` Why she has to be fifty and she grownup round than a barn door ! ``

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

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

'' Sure, XII in long at least and three round, '' Jake explained.

'' Negro, whiteness, Irish, what we talking about here ? '' he demanded.

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

'' It damned well must have been ! '' the Sheriff agreed, `` So lets round up the Negro, do an identity check. ``

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

'' You want your weenie examined ? '' he replied, `` That old bitch staring at your genitals while your frank curls up like some French snail ? ``

'' Still sounds racialist, '' Jake agreed.

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

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

'' indisputable, '' 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 body of work, '' the Sheriff declared, `` But lets do it, get a fancy woman to ask the hombre how big they gets. ``

'' We could ask at the tart planetary house, '' Jake suggested, `` Just ask the girls who has a ten in plus turncock. ``

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

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

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

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

'' Hey Rasmus, you got a ten in cock ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Not looking at your ugly boldness honcho, '' he replied.

'' We need a ten in cock to take a mould off of, '' the Sheriff insisted.

'' Well you find a pretty peeress to give suck me and I 'll show her 12 inch of man meat ! '' he exclaimed.

The woman of the street house was quiet like a morgue, `` Thirteen long dozen is one hundred and fifty seven, xiv 13 is, '' a simple vocalization was chanting.

'' Dolores, onetime child whore in Rachel Carson County, '' Jake explained, `` Hey Dolly get down here. ``

'' Oh sir, I ca n't, I 'm wearing my night-robe, '' she trilled, `` Ok it 's off, '' and she tripped lightly down the step, `` Oh, it 's you, '' she said as she stood there completely naked, her small girlish white meat petite mounds on an otherwise level breast, her blonde tomentum in piffling piggy fundament like she was a school kid.

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

'' I do n't call for 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 Guy have twelve column inch prick Dolly, '' the Sheriff explained.

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

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

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

'' Some guy with a twelve column inch cock raped widow Freemason at her ranch, '' 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 upstair reciting the list of queen of Englnd and soon came down wearing a pay school uniform from cover East. Blazer white shirt, tie, smutty skirt and polished shoes.

'' Gee, '' Jake gasped.

'' That 's you on the leaning 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 find Desiderius Erasmus, he was still waiting on the porch. `` You want to come 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.

'' Okay, you want a bronze cock ? '' he asked, `` Where the hell do you think I can get bronze ? ``

They looked around at each former, `` Whats so special about his cock anyway ? ``

'' Ten inches ? '' Jake offered.

'' aspect, '' Eli said and he reached under a bench, `` Cast iron cocks, for the widow woman see, ten, twelve, fourteen column inch right up to. ``

'' Jesus ! '' Dolly gasped as she saw the Brobdingnagian monstrosity Eli was handling.

'' It 's a board Leg Darling, '' he explained, `` We got stopcock up to twenty four inch ready to use, just need the rust gotten off and a coat of pigment. ``

'' We 'll take a twelve, '' the Sheriff agreed.

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

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

'' Sure thing, I 'll get you a check sometime, '' the Sheriff said and he stuffed the iron hammer in his belt and they went back to the jail house.

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

'' I guess you better fetch Widow Twankey, '' the Sheriff said.

'' Widder Mason, '' Jake corrected, `` This is good. ``

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

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

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

Sheriff McLoud sat on the porch rubbing the rusty iron cock with sandpaper and a wire coppice while half the township 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 pelage of disgraceful lead paint.

'' You finished rubbing your cock ? '' Dolly asked later.

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

'' He 's coming, '' she confirmed, `` Only that old goat do n't waddle too fast. ``

He had to agree, but the dance step started creaking and widow Mason waddled in, the Sheriff sighed. She looked L if she was a day. Her Brobdingnagian bosoms wobbled obscenely as there was no way she could notice a brassiere big enough out due west. She had to be sixty inches around her pap, with a L nine inch shank. Maybe LX round the waist if you could recover it. Her hair was grey, maybe it was blonde once, maybe not, maybe she was born grey.

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

'' Sure did, twelve in of branding iron intemperate hammer. '' she agreed.

'' Gee that wretched dickhead must stimulate been desperate, '' Dolly whispered to herself.

'' He fucked into me three fourth dimension, '' Widow A. E. W. Mason agreed.

'' Sure, and how did he escape ? '' dolly asked.

'' Out the windowpane when I was not looking, '' Widow Mason agreed.

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

'' I guess, '' Widow Freemason admitted.

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

'' I said it looks right. '' widow Mason insisted.

'' Well I do n't consider you ! '' dolly insisted.

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

Poor widow woman Mason, her buttony little optic were nearly popping out at the idea of the Fe cock inside her.

'' Well, '' the Sheriff asked, `` You gong to checker it feels right, we need to know if its ten column inch. ``

'' Ok, turn over me some infinite, '' she said and when nobody moved she added, `` Get out ! Now ! ``

They left the widow alone with the atomic number 26 cock, there was a whisper of clothes and then some muffled gasps, `` You Ok in there ? '' Jake asked as he stepped inside the office to see widow James Mason sat on the table with her draws down and the smoothing iron hammer inside her, although only the flange on the end actually poked out of her between her shoetree tree trunk sized thighs.

'' Guess it must have been bigger, '' she admitted `` Either that or Iron ai n't wish real rooster. ``

'' Right, '' the Sheriff agreed.

'' You want to try a substantial hammer, '' doll said, `` Ca n't you find a guy with a ten inch cock ? ``

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

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

'' You want to be intimate the widow so she feels what a twelve in cock feels like ? '' he asked.

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

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

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

'' Sheriff is the chief cock rubber, '' Dolly suggested.

'' tone, this ai n't suspicious no more, '' the Sheriff threatened, `` So get and jab the widow OK ! ``

Desiderius Erasmus dropped his knickers, `` Gee, '' widow 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 woman Mason grabbed Erasmus and pulled him to her.

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

widow woman mason sat on the border of the Sheriffs desk with her fat bulging thigh spread wide apart and someplace in a mass of curly black hairs her cunt dripped with expectancy as she waited for Erasmus 's cock.

'' The things I do for you guys, '' he complained as his long black cock slowly disappeared inside the folds of flesh.

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

'' I guess, '' Widow Mason agreed.

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

Erasmus jerked forward, `` Oh god, that 's so undecomposed ! '' widow Mason sighed.

'' So, I done it, can I get back to shoe shining ? '' Erasmus asked, but widow woman Mason had her hands on his backside pulling him ever deep inside her and Erasmus realised he did n't have a probability to escape.

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

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

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

'' looking at honey, everyone knows you like guys, '' Dolly chided.

'' I do n't damn you, '' said the Sheriff as Erasmus closed his eyes and imagined he was fucking a wind as he rode widow Freemason for an orgasm, `` But I do n't go for little girls 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 wholly thing was siding nearer the paries with every hump intil suddenly, 'Crack ,'one of the legs busted off. and the whole thing keeled over.

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

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

'' Maybe you could send the suspect around my position ? '' she asked hopefully.

'' You sure it was Brassica napus ? '' Jake asked as Widow Mason scrabbled her way to her feet.

Desiderius 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 stress, `` Some bloody woman stole my horse ! ``

'' 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 misfire Mason ? '' he asked.

'' If you mean the old crone who stole my knight and locked me in her barn the resolution 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 entirely night ! '' Widow Mason explained.

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

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

'' fountainhead it 'ai n't right ! '' he insisted.

'' Right, so you 're fucking tart every night from sun down to sun up ? '' the cowboy asked.

'' Not exactly, '' the Sheriff admitted, `` hellhole I 'm the law, I got measure. ``

'' Exactly, '' said the cowherd, `` Now if you was a real man. ``

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

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

'' right wing, well, nope, I guess I can last with the gibe, '' the Sheriff admitted.

About then there was a squeal like a pig dying, Widdow stonemason was squealing fit to burst, Erasmus had been humping her like a demented cad dog and then he must consume let fly because she was a ululation and a yowl and squealing like it was killing clock time at the slaughterhouse.

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

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

'' No admiration you do n't go for women Bos, '' 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 the pits of a longsighted time, '' Jake explained, `` I guess charwoman just ai n't your panorama. ``

'' 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 stopcock for me ? '' she asked.

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

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

'' Hell, whoring without a license, thats unplayful. '' Dolly explained.

'' Why ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Cause you have to take a whoring license rightfulness ? '' she asked.

'' surely, '' the Sheriff agreed.

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

'' So ? '' the Cowboy asked, `` How lots is a license ? ``

'' Two Dollars, except only missy can get them, '' dolly explained.

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

Geert Geerts and widow woman mason came out on the porch, and everyone shuffled around.

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

'' Or get your cock lopped off and be a girl, '' doll added helpfully.

'' Or you do your time for colza, '' the Sheriff suggested.

'' And what metre is that ? '' the Cowboy asked.

'' One week, '' the Sheriff explained.

'' In jailhouse, one week for rape ? '' the Cowboy asked.

'' Hell no, '' Jake laughed, `` Tied defenseless to a rail outside the saloon like a dog so any widow woman 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 business deal ? ``

The cowboy fainted.

They left him there and went back inside the office.

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

'' Hell I ran out of school ledger about five geezerhood ago, '' she said, `` So I started on law rule book. ``

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

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

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

'' twenty dollar bill ? '' 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 tail assembly, `` And washed those cook lentigo off of your face. ``

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

The Sheriff felt yearnings he could n't baulk, `` You know you offered to tidy up me out, '' he whispered, `` Now 's as good a sentence as any. Get out all of you. Give us some privateness ! ``

'' I guess I talked myself into that one, '' Dolly agreed and let the Sheriff raise her short bird to show her perfect hairless vagina, `` Only you easily kiss me or say sweet things of something because homos do n't move around me on. ``

'' Ten dollar sign ? '' he whispered.

'' Keep talking, '' she agreed.

'' 15 ? '' he suggested.

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

They looked around, the desk was broke, the base was smutty, `` My topographic point or against the wall ? '' Dolly asked.

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

He lifted her by the shank and pushed her against the wall as she guided his cock up against her moist kitty lips so he could lower her down

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

The Sheriff began to have a go at it, once, twice, three multiplication, `` Oh shit I 'm cumming ! '' he exclaimed.

'' Oh jesus, pull in out ! '' dolly wailed but she was far too late as a jet of spunk surged up inside her.

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

The Sheriff looked around, about two dozen faces was pressed against the window, `` 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 petty tits.

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

'' You wan na see us fuck again ? '' doll asked, as she saw the Sheriffs cock was far from being soft again, `` Then you pay a dollar mark each ? ``

'' What ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Fuck me again, '' she replied, `` It has to be Charles Frederick Worth l dollars. ``

He never needed no mo summons and he drove his cock up between her lips as she stood on one leg against the rampart, she was so good of spunk it slid flop in and they was lost in each early for ages, so long that everybody got tired of watching and went down the saloon.

Gently fucking against the door post like lovers until Dolly let herself enjoy a sly climax, which she never did with her gentlemen, and then finding he was still hard goaded him into pounding her to a screaming shuddering land shattering sexual climax so intense that she cried out, `` Fuck me ! ``

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

They set to shape to straighten the office afterwards, the table was busted so it took a patch, and ma'am L'Oisseaux from the whore star sign came to get Dolly.

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

'' The hell she ain't she must be twenty four if she 's a day ! '' brothel keeper insisted.

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

'' body of 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 ? '' Madam asked.

'' All dark ? '' he said.

'' A week maybe ? '' Dolly suggested.

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

'' More maybe ? '' doll added, `` You reckon I could be your writing table or something ? ``

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

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


To be continued