She lay down on the hay, pulled the blanket closer, and stared at me the whole time.When I got up in the morning, my horse was already saddled. Grady ...eally wanted me gone, I guessed. I went into the depot for a mug of hot coffee and some grub for the trail. I paid Grady and tossed an extra quarter on the counter. "That's for saddling my horse," I said.Grady pushed the quarter toward me. "Didn't touch your horse. You better get going."I was ready to leave anyway. With a little luck, I could. “A lot of people would, you know.”Brock nodded sadly.“Anyway, how about Cornish game hen, parsley potatoes and some sort of vegetable,” he said. “Then we’ll have cake and ice cream afterward and she can open her loot.”“When you said you’d take care of the details, you weren’t kidding,” Sam said with glee. “I want to run this past Jean. She may have some improvements but I think it’ll be great. How about we tell her your car is going in for repairs and you use her new one as rental. You might. ' 'Uh, dear? I didn't.' People would freak out. This could be fun." Yeah, I can see them lined up filing for divorce, thinking their spouses were having affairs, and their lovers had actually sent gifts. That could be ugly." Well, yeah, of course you'd have to be careful," she said. "No lingerie or jewelry or stuff, but if you don't go overboard..." I'm sorry I brought it up," I said. "But at the same time ... Do you have any ideas on what I can get anybody? I haven't even thought about it.". I shoved my cock three fourths of the way in before stopping. I heard her pant in pain. I felt her relax again and rammed the rest of my cock inside her ass. She screamed out. I leaned down and told her the worst is over now.I started sliding my cock in and out of her ass slowly. I reached around and started playing with her clit to try and help her relax. I felt her relax and I picked up the pace. It took a few minutes before she started moving with me. We got the timing down where when we.