If my ass hole had not just been primed and lubed, it would have been agony accommodating this cowboy’s cock. He utters not a word as he slowly pull... his cock backwards until only the cock's head remains stretching my butt hole open. He begins fucking me using long slow strokes,as if he is in the saddle at a slow trot. Each stroke fills my hole until I am stretched wide. I feel every inch of his cock as he enters me again and again.The repetitive sensation of having my ass stretched and. I felt a slight breeze crossing my back as he moved closer.I pushed harder at my clit and thrust my hips back onto his crotch.I wanted his cock, I wanted him to fuck me and did not care where. But my long fingers were throwing me over the edge and I finally erupted in a terrific orgasm. Peter held me from behind, because my weak legs almost sent me to the floor.Slowly my breathing returned to normal and legs felt solid again.Peter’s hands then grabbed my hips very softly and I felt his thick. The telephone rang just as I was about to go upstairs and a voice said, "Put Angela on now" Sorry?" I knew who it was, but I didn't know how he knew our number and his attitude was pissing me off more than just a bit!"Look" he said, "I'm in a hurry so get the slag on the phone now!" I think you're in dire need of an attitude adjustment my friend" I said it quietly and put the receiver back down, it rang again almost immediately but I ignored it and went out to fetch Angie.They were swimming. The parents usually controlled them after he caught them. Then he shot it out with a couple of bank robbers. This action and his good reputation allowed him to advance more rapidly. As a detective assigned to track down murderers he excelled. Like the fictional detectives of the time he used the psychology of people involved to track down the killers.He had been appointed Chief not long ago. He was supposed to clean up the department. So he demoted some and promoted some others. They even found.