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Mrs. Trowbridge slipped Mayor Tompkins and Sheriff Randal a few dollars each month to insure that any complaints of immoral goings on in the town were quickly quashed. In addition, the mayor and the sheriff got a free ride each month. In the Miner's Hole, "Addie, this Mayor Tompkins. He's one of my best customers. I told him you were a flute player. He's looking forward to your mouth."

Addie blushed. "Come with me, my room is this way," she said softly. She was nervous, this was her first time with anyone other than her husband.

Once in her room, the Mayor led the way. He was quickly naked and on his back. "Mrs. Trowbridge told me that you have the most marvelous titties. Let me have a look."

She slowly untied her bodice and her breasts fell out. "Mrs. Trowbridge wasn't wrong. Addie, they're spectacular. Come up here and let me have a feel."

Mayor Tompkins didn't just feel her tits. He kissed them, licked them and sucked her nipples.

Meanwhile, Addie's hand was between his legs, exploring the first cock other than her husband's. Between what her hand was doing and what the Mayor was doing to her titties, his cock was soon hard. She knew that some men were bigger than others; women gossiped. Although it'd been over eight years since her husband left for the war, she remembered him like it was yesterday. The Mayor didn't seem to be any bigger.

Addie knew what she had to do, but was hesitant. The Mayor made the decision for her. He pushed her head down. "Mrs. Trowbridge did say you were a flute player."

Yes, she was a flute player. Although it had been since her husband left for the war, she was certain she remembered how, besides like Hortie she was desperate for money.

She was still stroking his cock as she moved between his legs. For the first time, Addie had a good look at another man.

Yes, he looked much like she remembered her husband. She remembered how he liked it. She pulled back the Mayor's foreskin and used her tongue on his cockhead. "Mayor, your cock is so big. I hope I can please it."

Addie put her lips over that cockhead. With practice, she'd been able to take all her husband's cock in her mouth. Now, she did the same to the Mayor. Slowly, her lips slid down his shaft.

It was then that Addie forgot about her long-dead husband and concentrated on the Mayor's cock. She became his flute player. Up and down her lips went. With a twinkle in her eye, she looked up at him as she sucked.

Their eye contact convinced the Mayor that Addie was indeed enjoying his cock as only a true flutist would. Up and down, Addie went. She felt him getting close. She was faced with a dilemma. Addie was anxious to sample his cream and to please him.

She was enjoying sucking the Mayor's cock. It had been so long; she didn't want it to end. Addie stopped, and crawled on top of him, putting her tits in his face. "Mayor, I know how much you enjoyed these. Play with them some more. I promise, I'll play your flute again in a little while." She gave him a nipple to suck.

While he was busy with her tits. "You have the most amazing cock. I've never enjoyed sucking one so much. So big and so hard just for me. I can't wait to put it back in mouth. And the things you do to my titties."

A few minutes later she was back playing his flute.

Meanwhile, across the street in the Hungry Beaver, "Hortie, this is Sheriff Randall. I'd like you to entertain him tonight and by that, I mean all night. The Sheriff is the most manly man I know. He'll want you all night."

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