Sheriff John McLoud lounged in his office chair, his hat tipped forward over his forehead as protection from the abrasive sun luminosity, his paw resting on his gun as was his habit.

He thought about doing the rounds of the topical anesthetic stripe, 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 L and she bigger round than a b door ! ``

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

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

'' Sure, XII column inch long at to the lowest degree and three troll, '' Jake explained.

'' Black person, flannel, Irish whisky, what we talking about here ? '' he demanded.

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

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

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

'' You want your weenie examined ? '' he replied, `` That old cunt staring at your crotch while your weenie curls up like some Daniel Chester 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 inch dick ,'see how long you get to keep open some tooth. ``

'' We could get a girl to do it, '' Jake suggested, `` One of the middling young woman from the saloon, she could aid out, we could deputise her. ``

'' Sure, '' the Sheriff replied, `` That 's a gallant 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 rattling oeuvre, '' the Sheriff declared, `` But lets do it, get a whore to ask the guy how big they gets. ``

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

'' Girls do n't give birth, peter, except down in United Mexican States, '' the Sheriff explained patiently, `` Oh right, I got you, '' he added quickly as he realised what Jake meant.

'' I guess the missy will lie, how would they know a ten column inch pecker ? '' Jake asked.

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

They never had far to look, Desiderius Erasmus was sitting in the shade of the front porch with his shoe 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 inch cock ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Not looking at your ugly look knob, '' he replied.

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

'' wellspring you find a pretty dame to suck me and I 'll exhibit her XII column inch of man meat ! '' he exclaimed.

The harlot family was quiet like a morgue, `` Thirteen 13 is one century and 50 seven, 14 long dozen is, '' a childlike part was chanting.

'' Dolores, oldest kid sporting lady in Christopher Carson County, '' Jake explained, `` Hey dolly get down here. ``

'' Oh sir, I ca n'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 raw, her small girlish breasts tiny heap on an otherwise plane chest, her blonde hair's-breadth in little swinish seat like she was a school kid.

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

'' I do n't consider 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 make love which Guy have twelve in hammer dolly, '' the Sheriff explained.

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

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

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

'' Some guy with a XII inch cock raped widow James Neville Mason at her ranch, '' the Sheriff explained, `` So we need to do an identity operator parade. ``

'' You must be plum loco, '' Dolores sighed, `` I 'll go get dressed. '' She went back upstairs reciting the inclination of Kings of Englnd and soon came down wearing a pay school uniform from backward east. Blazer white shirt, tie, black skirt and polished shoes.

'' Gee, '' Jake gasped.

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

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

doll agreed to ask around later that evening but 1st they went to find Erasmus, he was still waiting on the porch. `` You want to do down the blacksmith ? '' the Sheriff asked.

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

They went down Eli brownness 's blacksmith store, `` We want a bronze stamp of Geert Geerts 's cock. '' the Sheriff said.

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

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

'' Ten column inch ? '' Jake offered.

'' tone, '' Eli said and he reached under a bench, `` cast of characters atomic number 26 shaft, for the widows see, ten, twelve, fourteen inch right up to. ``

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

'' It 's a prorogue Leg ducky, '' he explained, `` We got cocks up to twenty four column inch ready to use, just need the rusting nonplus off and a pelage of pigment. ``

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

'' Good option, '' Eli said, `` But get rid that rust Sheriff or you 'll be shitting rip 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 stopcock in his belt and they went back to the jailhouse house.

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

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

'' Widder A. E. W. Mason, '' Jake corrected, `` This is serious. ``

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

'' 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 branding iron hammer with sandpaper and a wire brush 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 pelage of Shirley Temple Black lead paint.

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

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

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

He had to consort, but the steps started creaking and widow woman stonemason waddled in, the Sheriff sighed. She looked 50 if she was a day. Her huge bosom wobbled obscenely as there was no way she could find a bra big enough out west. She had to be sixty inch around her tits, with a L nine inch waist. Maybe sixty round the waist if you could line up it. Her hair's-breadth 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 column inch of iron strong cock. '' she agreed.

'' Gee that misfortunate bastard must take in been desperate, '' Dolly whispered to herself.

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

'' Sure, and how did he escape ? '' 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 ? '' 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 rightfulness. '' Widow James Mason insisted.

'' fountainhead I do n't believe you ! '' dolly insisted.

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

Poor Widow Alfred Edward Woodley Mason, her beady little eyes were nearly popping out at the idea of the atomic number 26 rooster inside her.

'' Well, '' the Sheriff asked, `` You gong to check it sense right, we need to know if its ten inches. ``

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

They left the widow woman alone with the iron cock, there was a whisper of apparel and then some muffled gasps, `` You Ok in there ? '' Jake asked as he stepped inside the office to see Widow Mason sat on the table with her tie down and the branding iron cock inside her, although only the flange on the end actually poked out of her between her corner trunk sized thighs.

'' supposition it must have been crowing, '' she admitted `` Either that or Fe ai n't like real dick. ``

'' Right, '' the Sheriff agreed.

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

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

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

'' You want to bed the widow woman so she feels what a 12 column inch cock feels like ? '' he asked.

'' Nope, not really, '' Desiderius Erasmus replied.

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

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

'' Sheriff is the master cock prophylactic, '' Dolly suggested.

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

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

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

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

'' Hell I do n't listen my hammer in you but I sure as nether region still want it attached to me ! '' he protested.

widow woman A. E. W. Mason sat on the edge of the Sheriffs desk with her fat bulging thighs spread all-inclusive apart and someplace in a volume of curly Black hairs her pussy dripped with anticipation as she waited for Erasmus 's cock.

'' The affair 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 Erasmus up the ass.

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

'' So, I done it, can I get back to shoe shining ? '' Erasmus asked, but widow woman stonemason had her hands on his back end pulling him ever deeper inside her and Geert Geerts realised he did n't give a probability 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.

'' facial expression honey, everyone knows you like guys, '' dolly chided.

'' I do n't damn you, '' said the Sheriff as Erasmus closed his eye and imagined he was fucking a lead as he rode Widow Mason for an orgasm, `` But I do n't go for small girls neither. ``

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

Desiderius 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 bulge intil suddenly, 'Crack ,'one of the legs busted off. and the completely thing keeled over.

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

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

'' Maybe you could post the suspects around my shoes ? '' she asked hopefully.

'' You sure it was ravishment ? '' Jake asked as Widow James Neville Mason 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 people accent, `` Some bloody char slip 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 Miss Mason ? '' he asked.

'' If you mean the old crone who stole my horse and locked me in her barn the solvent 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 noblewoman Sheriff, your reputation precedes you, '' the guy admitted, `` She owes me XX dollars. ``

'' You said a totally dark ! '' Widow Mason explained.

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

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

'' Well it 'ai n't mightily ! '' he insisted.

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

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

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

'' What the sin 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 know with the barb, '' the Sheriff admitted.

About then there was a squeal like a pig death, Widdow 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 hollo and squealing like it was killing prison term at the abattoir.

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

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

'' No wonderment you do n't go for women boss, '' Jake agreed, `` If that 's a womanhood. ``

'' 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 long prison term, '' Jake explained, `` I opine woman just ai n'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 turncock for me ? '' she asked.

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

'' She paid me, '' the rodeo rider insisted.

'' the pits, whoring without a licence, thats serious. '' Dolly explained.

'' Why ? '' the Sheriff asked.

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

'' Sure, '' the Sheriff agreed.

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

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

'' Two dollar, except only miss can get them, '' Dolly explained.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' One week, '' the Sheriff explained.

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

'' underworld no, '' Jake laughed, `` Tied nude to a railing 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 puncher 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 days ago, '' she said, `` So I started on law books. ``

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

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

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

'' XX ? '' the Sheriff queried.

'' No way, I 'm baker's dozen ! '' Dolly insisted but cypher believed her.

'' I reckon if you let your hair down, '' the Sheriff suggested, and he reached out and started to unknot her pig tail coat, `` And washed those fake freckle off of your face. ``

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

The Sheriff felt yearnings he could n't resist, `` You know you offered to straighten out me out, '' he whispered, `` Now 's as safe a prison term as any. Get out all of you. afford us some privacy ! ``

'' I guess I talked myself into that one, '' doll agreed and let the Sheriff raise her shortstop skirt to express her perfect hairless vagina, `` Only you estimable kiss me or say angelical things of something because human being do n't twist me on. ``

'' Ten Dollars ? '' he whispered.

'' donjon talking, '' she agreed.

'' XV ? '' he suggested.

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

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

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

He lifted her by the waist and pushed her against the paries as she guided his dick up against her damp kitty lips so he could lower her down

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

The Sheriff began to love, once, twice, three times, `` Oh mother fucker I 'm cumming ! '' he exclaimed.

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

'' You filthy stupe moron, my gentleman always pull out you fool, '' doll protested.

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

'' display us your tits ! '' 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 fuck again ? '' dolly asked, as she saw the Sheriffs stopcock was far from being indulgent again, `` Then you pay a dollar each ? ``

'' What ? '' the Sheriff asked.

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

He never needed no 2nd command and he drove his prick up between her sass as she stood on one leg against the wall, she was so full of nerve it slid right on in and they was lost in each other for geezerhood, so long that everybody got tired of watching and went down the saloon.

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

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

They set to work to straighten the spot afterwards, the table was busted so it took a while, and Madam L'Oisseaux from the prostitute sign came to fetch Dolly.

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

'' The sin she ain't she must be twenty four if she 's a day ! '' Madam insisted.

'' female parent ! '' Dolly protested, `` Oh well I guess you should know. ``

'' study time ! '' Madam 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 night ? '' he said.

'' A calendar week maybe ? '' doll 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 interview, '' he suggested, `` And I got a squeamish flabby bed in the roof we ai n't tried yet. ``

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


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