I’ve been drifting since the army cut me loose.”As we approached my rig, Shadow came out from under the trailer. When he saw the Sheriff, or rathe... his sidearm, he stopped and crouched down. A low growl started. “Shadow, down. Heel boy.” At his down order, Shadow’s ears came back up, and the growl stopped. The heel order brought him over to my side.“Well trained dog there,” Paul observed.Leaning down, I gave Shadow a rough pet and told him he was a good boy. “He was originally trained as a. Rebecca was smoothly bobbing her head with gentle, but firm pressure. She ran her tongue all over him as she took him in and out and she could definitely take him deep. And those lips! Rachel’s lips were full and sexy as well, but Rebecca’s were simply made for this. They were wet with saliva as they smoothly dragged all over his shaft. He almost couldn’t watch, it was too intense. Despite that, he was pretty proud of himself for staying in control and allowing his pleasure to build slowly.. You stare at him blankly.“Yes or no,” he repeats “It’s your choice.”“Wha-““Do you wanna get fucked? Yes or no?” he says, losing patience.Your heart stops. You can’t breath. Time stops.Get fucked? GANG FUCKED?? Oh my God!“y-yes” you mumble, timidly.“What?” he asks.In a voice louder than even you can believe, you answer,“YES, I WANNA GET FUCKED!”As if by magic you hear scuffling and a plunk sound as a large, cum stained black leather Ottoman appears in the center of the pit, along with a basket. They were controlling relapses with medication. She had good days and bad days, but really doesn't everyone? Their next big hurdle was going to be working on the house so it could accommodate a wheelchair. They had a small one for trips to the bath, etc. But with the small halls and narrow doors of their 1950's ranch, getting a motorized wheelchair was difficult.They still had a while before that would be necessary. Liz could get around but she needed a hand. She stayed in her room most of the.