The car window rolled up and the saloon pulled off. Kris dared to turn around and see if he had been saved or damned. People usually wanted rewards fo...r stunts like that.There stood his Lion, but looking so different and so unlike the Lion Kris knew he didn't recognise him for a moment. Sharp cut black suit, white shirt, blue tie, lone mane braided back out of the way. He pushed three hundred bucks into Kris's hand."That should cover what you lost." And he turned and began to walk away.In shock. As he tried to take his polo of he groaned “Oh fuck babe”, he finally got it off I knew I was doing it good, he couldn’t lean back, his pre coming in my mouth as I’m sucking and beating his dick with my hand. His getting bigger, swollen in my mouth, his about to come I can feel it. Faster and faster I deep throat his dick, he burst in my mouth. I swallow and keep licking till I know his done. Round 2 He looks pleased but far from done “I know you’re not done yet” I said with a sense of pride. He wrote a note to himself to see Mansfield Clagett again and wondered if his memory was really getting bad. What had he forgotten about the earlier crime that might be important now? Had he heard about the overseer's knife before? He should have.He remounted and as he rode south saw Lem Clagett's crooked lane in his mind and the dog's body, its head at an impossible angle. Cut, clawed? He hadn't looked, that he could recall, and the crows and buzzards had taken care of the carcass by the time. The excited Governor hurried on, Damn, I have been wanting to sink my gourd into that magnificent slut ever since I saw her super stacked curves, for the first time, at some fuckin awards banquet that one of those hair-brained, pansy sniffing, Hollywood save the world groups put on. I remember, just like it was yesterday, that she was wearing a tiny little gold costume that showed off so much of her flesh that she looked like she was a walking advertisement for tits, ass and thighs. Every cock.