darrenfate
Golden Boy
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Ben took a long look at himself in a mirror, liking what he saw. He was dressed up in a sharp black suit, simple white shirt, no tie. He still had his shape from his Army days, and the suit showed off his muscular body underneath. Almost no one from the town had seen him outside of the sheriff uniform - well except for Darla of course - tonight was his own coming out party.
Ben stuffed six Cuban cigars in his inner jacket pocket, they were part of his plan for the evening. Fucking Darla was another. Just thinking of that slut's mouth on his cock made him squirm. Mmmm. Time to go.
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There Darla was, chatting with Wendy Martin the wife with big fake tits who a dark secret of her own. Some day Ben was going to exploit her too. Being sheriff had its own rewards - and Darla was teaching him that nothing was impossible, no attractive woman out of his reach.
Without catching Darla's eye he decided to check out the Martin house. It was huge as befit someone of Cody's status. He saw Cody in the adjacent room , surrounded by a handful of the good old boys, Jim amongst them. Laughter from a dirty joke proved that the hard liquor was flowing.
In the formal living room, he found what he was looking for. Ben turned and went back to the room that Darla was in, standing behind her until she was alone. Darala was startled as he whispered in her ear.
It's time to get the party started Darla darlin. Go in the next room.
Ben saw Darla's eyes look up to see what A large cherry table covered most of the space, a white tablecloth hung to the floor. Her eyes grew wide as she guessed what was next -
Get under it. I'll sit on the end. No one will see you slip underneath if you are careful. A good blowjob sounds like the way to kick things off.
Ben walked over to the other ladies dropping his napkin on the floor giving Darla the chance to slip away if she chose to do so ...
Ben stuffed six Cuban cigars in his inner jacket pocket, they were part of his plan for the evening. Fucking Darla was another. Just thinking of that slut's mouth on his cock made him squirm. Mmmm. Time to go.
________________________________________________________
There Darla was, chatting with Wendy Martin the wife with big fake tits who a dark secret of her own. Some day Ben was going to exploit her too. Being sheriff had its own rewards - and Darla was teaching him that nothing was impossible, no attractive woman out of his reach.
Without catching Darla's eye he decided to check out the Martin house. It was huge as befit someone of Cody's status. He saw Cody in the adjacent room , surrounded by a handful of the good old boys, Jim amongst them. Laughter from a dirty joke proved that the hard liquor was flowing.
In the formal living room, he found what he was looking for. Ben turned and went back to the room that Darla was in, standing behind her until she was alone. Darala was startled as he whispered in her ear.
It's time to get the party started Darla darlin. Go in the next room.
Ben saw Darla's eyes look up to see what A large cherry table covered most of the space, a white tablecloth hung to the floor. Her eyes grew wide as she guessed what was next -
Get under it. I'll sit on the end. No one will see you slip underneath if you are careful. A good blowjob sounds like the way to kick things off.
Ben walked over to the other ladies dropping his napkin on the floor giving Darla the chance to slip away if she chose to do so ...
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