He looked up at the sky, noticing the darkening clouds between the towers of concrete, as the first few drops began to fall.Sighing, he pulled up his ...coat and began the 3 block walk to the train station. He knew he should have brought an umbrella this morning. He merged with the foot traffic on the sidewalk and began the shuffle towards his station."What am I doing with my life?" he wondered. He had a good job in the Financial District, even if no one could figure out what he did when he told. I lick my lips, with my cock as hard as a rock, and reply "I've been ready". I walk into the room nervous as fuck as about 3 huge black guys are whistling and carrying on, and I ash my cigarette holding it in a very effeminate limpwristed manner. All of them naked with fairly huge cocks standing at full attention. These guys bodies were unbelievable: sixpack abs, huge pecs, biceps that could choke the crap out of someone. And their dicks!!! They must have been 9-11 inches each and thick!. These actually became welcome relief from the boredom when the people found out how little danger there was in such an incident. They often didn't even bother to shoot back, unless the Indians threatened the oxen. This annoyed the Indians, because they felt cheated when all their effort was greeted by indifference!On the other hand a major attack by a large band of Indians was anything but a break in the boredom. The Sioux would usually stick to charges on their horses. This was fatal to anyone. She wrapped her hand around my stiff shaft and slowly stroked the full length. The nails of her other hand scraped across my chest and down to my stomach. “l want you to experience the pleasure you give me when fucking my ass.” She softly whispered, as her hand and fingernails continued to heighten my arousal.“Are you prepared for this?” She asked, as she rose to her knees and pulled a pillow next to her. “Absolutely.” I replied, as she fondled my scrotum. “Oh God, me too. Now stroke your cock.