Jones said that he would fire me the first day I showed up late." I then told her about the run in with Mr. Hawthorn and why I was wearing the gun.Ma ...said, "Well, I guess you do need the protection, and your pa did say that he was going to let you wear the gun all the time when he got home, now that you were a working man. Okay, go ahead and wear that gun, but don't you go picking fights just to show off your gun!"That settled, I went to the saloon. Mr. Jones, the bartender and owner of the. Well, she should, actually, she's quite a looker. Same general specs as me, just with 20 years less on the odometer. Trust me, put us together and you'd go for Jill first. Yes, you would. And, really, I wouldn't blame you. But, that doesn't help me much, does it? Jill is just out of high school, starts college in the fall and, one day, she came in the kitchen and said, "I just met a guy that's new to the condo and he's pretty nice." "Well, dear, you're of age, have fun." "No, what I really. The pain was excruciatingly wonderful. She finally knew how pain could bring her pleasure.For Hank, Suzy was the youngest girl he'd had the pleasure of fucking in a very long time. Her cunt was so tight, it felt like she had never been fucked before. Her cunt pulled him in and contracted around his cock as he pushed in and out. He started off slow, allowing her pussy to adjust to his girth before he started picking up speed. He couldn't get over the fact that it was probably the tightest. His cum was thick and he was spent in a couple of squirts. I sucked on his cock as he softened and he was moaning all the time.He then came down on his knees and kissed me. I had swallowed all his cum but I'm sure he could taste it. He asked me to fuck him (this was long before the days of AIDS and the thought of a condom was not on either of our minds). He got on all fours and I licked at his wrinkled hole. I pushed my thumb deep into him and he wiggled on it obviously enjoying it. I thought.