" Susan asks the Store owner."Oh don't worry take it consider it a reward for saving me and stopping that robber. I was never going to sell that old t...hing anyway." The store owner tells Susan.She tries to protest but the old man won't have any of it and insists Susan take it. Eventually caving to the old man, she returns home to the Baxter Building placing the statue on a stand she notices that the eyes of the statue have gotten dirty. Grabbing a cloth and a cleaning solution she cleans them,. He leaned back and I could see the look of pleasure on his face as I sucked him off. I think I must have sucked him for at least ten minutes before I started to feel him tense up and watched his stomach muscles tightening up. When I saw his eyes rolling back I heard Ralph mutter, "Oh shit, I'm gettin close." I deep throated him and heard him moan and say, "Oh shit, here it is. I'm cumming," as he let go. I truly enjoyed the gift of his cum in my mouth. And it's really a gift. I'd worked hard. Their moans, Harry’s whimpers and the wet sounds from the Professor’s mouth on the young flesh was spreading the smell of sex in the room. Soon one of hands slid back while his fingers circled Harry’s anal entrance making him clench his ring in eagerness. Harry’s body was caught in deep sensation and he thrusted against his fingers, matching the rhythm. Just when Harry thought that the pleasure could not exceed much more, Professor quickly rose up and pushed his hard cock shaft into Harry’s. The muddy street just outside the restaurant tent was the scene of a Hollywood style shoot-out between some soldier-boys and a pack of gold-field scum just itching for some action.It was certainly short and sweet because the uniformed enlisted men made chop-meat out of the transient gold-field yahoos with their Navy Colts and repeating rifles at extremely close range. I was not in the least surprised because most of the men in uniform in these days right after the close of the Civil War were.