He had to reduce that hard-on somehow and the only way he could do was to empty his balls.

Jake always felt ashamed when he jacked off, being a happily married man with a sexy and agreeable wife. But under the circumstances he felt that he had no choice. Shameful or not, it always felt good, too, when he milked his prick thinking about Bonny.

He reached down and cupped a hand over his bulging groin. His cock rippled and flared, bucking like a bronco, demanding release from the prison of his fly. He rubbed his prick and grimaced at the fiery sensation shooting through his loins, and the visions that danced in his mind. He sighed, resigned to necessity. Still smoking his pipe – he had forgotten that it was clenched in his teeth – he moved toward the shelter of a fringe of pine trees that bordered the dirt lane. Standing in the shadows, he looked all around to make sure that he was hidden from sight. Then he opened his fly and his prick came charging out like a maddened bull into the bull ring, his cockstalk falling into his open palm. He gritted his teeth. He was panting now, and as he breathed heavily the clouds of pipe smoke came out furiously. His big, purple cockhead was smoking-hot, too.

He lifted his cock in his open hand, as if judging the weight. Then he reached down and hauled his swollen balls out, freeing all of his formidable prick. As he rubbed his balls, he could feel the jism slosh around, and they began to ache.

His hand slid up again, and he shifted his thumb back and forth against the sensitive spot where his cockhead flared out from his cockstalk and then dark, pulsing vein that seamed the underside of his prick spread out into his wedge-shaped cock-knob.

He was pretending that it was his daughter's hot tongue fluttering against his cockhead.

Then he closed his hand into a fist and slid it lightly, skimming up and down his cockshaft. He groaned and grimaced. Pipe smoke poured out like steam and his prick throbbed mightily. He clamped his fist tighter and began to pump his prick up and down. The foreskin curled up over the edge of his cockhead as his hand jerked up, then was dragged back as he pumped toward his balls and skinned the head of his cock into a naked, glowing hot slab of prick-meat.