I’m into football and racing. But racing is the best!”We continued on in the Aquarium until we’d seen all the creatures and then headed back to ...he car. We still had a few hours before I’d be ready to eat.“Well, we have a couple of hours to kill, what do you want to do?”She giggled, “Well...”“Stephie, can I ask you a personal question?”“I suppose. I can’t promise I’ll answer, though.”“I guess it’s two questions. What’s the situation with your guy back home and what are you looking for?”“I think. "Wow that is kind of cool," Buddy said. "So where are the batteries?" If the batteries haven't been stolen, they are on that shelf under the stairs. There should be three sets under there. Two large sets for long over the road distances and one twenty hour rescue set. The twenty should be good for around town or to get me home if I were to run through a big, over the road, set. I have a total of about a one hundred and twenty five mile range. They might be good a little farther, but it would be. " He continued, " Did your white, married pussy get this wet when you passed me on the beach yesterday?" Barb nodded yes, as she bit her lip. "Did you like what you saw? Tell me what you saw. Barb." "I saw your big ding dong." My wife groaned. "You have the biggest ding dong that I have ever seen, Marcus." My wife would never talk dirty, so "ding dong" was about all she would say, I thought. "Had you ever seen a black dick, Barb?" Marcus whispered. "No, yours is the first black one I have ever. I thought ‘Fuck it’ and dressed in what I knew he wanted — something I’d bought at a slutty store. It looked great on me at Desire so I knew he'd love it. When he came back, he said, “Holy shit! You look awesome.” “Thank you,” I said, walking toward him. I took my drink out of his hand and kissed him. He pushed me onto the bed and tore off his clothes. His cock looked wonderful and I wanted it — needed it really bad. “Anything I want, you said. Right?”“Yes… just don't kill me or leave.