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

He thought about doing the rounds of the local ginmill, checking on the cyprian and all the other onerous tariff of a new district 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 bigger round than a barn threshold ! ``

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

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

'' Sure, twelve in long at least and three rung, '' Jake explained.

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

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

'' It damned well must hold been ! '' the Sheriff agreed, `` So lets round down up the Negroes, do an identity operator check. ``

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

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

'' Still sounds Racist, '' Jake agreed.

'' Ok, round up everyone with a ten inch stopcock and above. '' the Sheriff suggested, `` Go up to guys and say 'Say, you got a ten inch shaft ,'see how long you get to keep some teeth. ``

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

'' sure as shooting, '' the Sheriff replied, `` That 's a crestless wave new name for it, you thinking of bending her over the desk and poking her ass while she licks my shaft ? ``

'' 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 tart to ask the guy how big they gets. ``

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

'' Girls do n't have, cocks, except down in United Mexican States, '' the Sheriff explained patiently, `` Oh rightfield, 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 dick ? '' Jake asked.

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

They never had far to look, Erasmus was sitting in the shade of the front porch with his brake shoe refulgence kit, marque new never used since he moved from Florida a class ago, but it was what he did.

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

'' Not looking at your surly look foreman, '' he replied.

'' We need a ten inch cock to claim a shape off of, '' the Sheriff insisted.

'' wellspring you find a pretty lady to suck me and I 'll show her twelve in of man meat ! '' he exclaimed.

The fancy woman house was quiet like a dead room, `` Thirteen baker's dozen is one hundred and 50 seven, fourteen thirteens is, '' a childlike voice was chanting.

'' Dolores, one-time nestling cocotte in Carson County, '' Jake explained, `` Hey doll 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 stairs, `` Oh, it 's you, '' she said as she stood there completely defenseless, her small girlish breasts tiny mounds on an otherwise flat chest of drawers, her blonde haircloth in small piggy butt like she was a schooltime kid.

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

'' I do n't take no dick up my ass, no way, '' Dolores insisted, `` Not for cipher ! ``

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

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

'' We want to bang which guys have twelve column inch cocks Dolly, '' the Sheriff explained.

She laughed, `` Gee you must throw a light ass Sheriff ! '' she tittered.

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

'' You want to break off by one day beloved, '' 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 individuality parade. ``

'' You must be plum tree loco, '' Dolores sighed, `` I 'll go get dressed. '' She went back up the stairs reciting the list of Kings of Englnd and soon came down wearing a pay shoal uniform from book binding Orient. sports jacket white shirt, tie, melanize skirt and polished shoes.

'' Gee, '' Jake gasped.

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

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

Dolly agreed to ask around later that evening but first-class honours degree they went to incur Erasmus, he was still waiting on the porch. `` You want to amount down the blacksmith ? '' the Sheriff asked.

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

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

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

They looked around at each early, `` Whats so exceptional about his tool anyway ? ``

'' Ten inches ? '' Jake offered.

'' expression, '' Eli said and he reached under a bench, `` hurl atomic number 26 dick, for the widows see, ten, twelve, fourteen in right up to. ``

'' Christ ! '' Dolly gasped as she saw the immense lusus naturae Eli was handling.

'' It 's a tabulate Leg pet, '' he explained, `` We got turncock up to twenty four in ready to use, just need the rusting find off and a pelage of pigment. ``

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

'' ripe 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.

'' indisputable thing, I 'll get you a check sometime, '' the Sheriff said and he stuffed the branding iron cock in his belt ammunition and they went back to the jail 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 sound fetch Widow Twankey, '' the Sheriff said.

'' Widder James 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 cock. ``

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

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

Sheriff McLoud sat on the porch rubbing the rusty smoothing iron cock with sandpaper and a telegram brushing 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 Joseph Black track paint.

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

'' for certain, '' he admitted, `` Where 's Jake ? ``

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

He had to agree, but the stone's throw started creaking and Widow Alfred Edward Woodley Mason waddled in, the Sheriff sighed. She looked fifty if she was a day. Her vast bosoms wobbled obscenely as there was no way she could find a brassiere big enough out west. She had to be sixty column inch around her teat, with a fifty nine in waist. Maybe sixty round the waist if you could find it. Her haircloth 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 inches of iron hard cock. '' she agreed.

'' Gee that pathetic shit must induce been dire, '' Dolly whispered to herself.

'' He fucked into me three time, '' Widow James Neville Mason agreed.

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

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

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

'' I guess, '' Widow Freemason admitted.

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

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

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

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

poor widow woman mason, her spangled short eyes were nearly popping out at the idea of the smoothing iron cock inside her.

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

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

They left the widow woman alone with the iron cock, there was a whispering of wearing apparel and then some muffled gasps, `` You Ok in there ? '' Jake asked as he stepped inside the federal agency to see Widow stonemason sat on the mesa with her draws down and the atomic number 26 hammer inside her, although only the flange on the end actually poked out of her between her tree torso sized thighs.

'' shot it must have been bigger, '' she admitted `` Either that or smoothing iron ai n't ilk real hammer. ``

'' Right, '' the Sheriff agreed.

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

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

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

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

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

'' You want to find a new shoe shine 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 hammer rubber, '' doll suggested.

'' Look, this ai n't funny no more, '' the Sheriff threatened, `` So get and horn in the widow OK ! ``

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

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

'' Let me, '' doll sighed but widow James Neville Mason grabbed Geert Geerts and pulled him to her.

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

Widow Mason sat on the bound of the Sheriffs desk with her fat bulging second joint spread encompassing apart and someplace in a lot of curly black 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 crease 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 Geert Geerts up the ass.

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

'' So, I done it, can I get back to shoe shining ? '' Desiderius Erasmus asked, but Widow James Neville Mason had her paw on his fundament pulling him ever abstruse inside her and Erasmus realised he did n't consume a chance to escape.

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

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

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

'' facial expression honey, everyone knows you like guy cable, '' Dolly chided.

'' I do n't anathemize you, '' said the Sheriff as Erasmus closed his eyes and imagined he was fucking a steer as he rode Widow George Mason 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.

Geert Geerts was getting into his footstep now, the old desk was creaking as he humped and the all affair was siding nearer the wall with every hump intil suddenly, 'Crack ,'one of the legs busted off. and the whole thing keeled over.

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

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

'' Maybe you could send the defendant around my topographic point ? '' she asked hopefully.

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

Gerhard Gerhards 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 language accent, `` Some blinking woman slip my horse ! ``

'' That 's him ! '' Widow Mason shouted, `` That 's him, I 'd know that vox 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 hag who stole my horse and locked me in her barn 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 xx dollars. ``

'' You said a unhurt night ! '' Widow Mason explained.

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

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

'' wellspring it 'ai n't rectify ! '' he insisted.

'' right wing, so you 're fucking whores every night from sun down to sun up ? '' the cowman asked.

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

'' Exactly, '' said the puncher, `` Now if you was a real 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 wing, well, nope, I guess I can live with the barb, '' the Sheriff admitted.

About then there was a squeal like a pig dying, Widdow Mason was squealing fit to burst, Erasmus had been humping her like a demented dog dog and then he must have let fly because she was a howling and a yowl and squealing like it was killing sentence at the slaughterhouse.

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

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

'' No admiration you do n't go for women hirer, '' 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 netherworld of a long time, '' Jake explained, `` I guess women just ai n't your scene. ``

'' So what 's with the colza ? '' 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 cowboy insisted.

'' the pits, whoring without a license, thats serious. '' dolly explained.

'' Why ? '' the Sheriff asked.

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

'' trusted, '' 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 much is a license ? ``

'' Two Dollars, except only girl can get them, '' doll explained.

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

Erasmus and Widow George 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 girl, '' Dolly added helpfully.

'' Or you do your fourth dimension for violation, '' the Sheriff suggested.

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

'' One week, '' the Sheriff explained.

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

'' Hell no, '' Jake laughed, `` Tied naked to a rail outside the gin mill like a dog so any widow woman can climb right on your peter and there ai n't cipher you can do about it ! ``

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

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

The cowhand fainted.

They left him there and went back inside the office.

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

'' sin I ran out of school books about five years ago, '' she said, `` So I started on law account book. ``

'' 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.

'' 20 ? '' the Sheriff queried.

'' No way, I 'm XIII ! '' Dolly insisted but nobody 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 freckles off of your case. ``

'' 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 could n't fend, `` You know you offered to straighten me out, '' he whispered, `` Now 's as dear a time as any. Get out all of you. Give us some concealment ! ``

'' I guess I talked myself into that one, '' dolly agreed and let the Sheriff bring up her short skirt to designate her perfect hairless vagina, `` Only you serious kiss me or say sweet things of something because homophile do n't flex me on. ``

'' Ten clam ? '' 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 story was filthy, `` My property or against the rampart ? '' 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 man. ``

He lifted her by the waist and pushed her against the paries as she guided his cock up against her moist cunt mouth so he could lour her blue

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

The Sheriff began to have it away, once, twice, three meter, `` Oh motherfucker I 'm cumming ! '' he exclaimed.

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

'' You filthy stupid idiot, my gentleman's gentleman always pull out you fool, '' dolly protested.

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

'' Show us your pap ! '' 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 cock was far from being indulgent again, `` Then you pay a dollar each ? ``

'' What ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' screwing me again, '' she replied, `` It has to be worth fifty dollar bill. ``

He never needed no second bid and he drove his cock up between her lips as she stood on one leg against the rampart, she was so full-of-the-moon of spunk it slid mighty in and they was lost in each other for ages, so long that everybody got tired of observation and went down the saloon.

Gently fucking against the threshold Charles William Post like lovers until doll let herself savour a sly climax, which she never did with her man, and then finding he was still hard goaded him into pounding her to a screaming shuddering world shattering orgasm so vivid that she cried out, `` Fuck me ! ``

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

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

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

'' The nether region 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. ``

'' Work time ! '' Madam insisted, `` I got a waiting line 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 week maybe ? '' Dolly suggested.

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

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

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

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


To be continued