Henry's gettin' ready to fuck you in the ass."I felt something sliding between my two butt-cheeks to press right up against my asshole, and I instantl... knew that that "something" was the head of Henry's black dick. The same slick head that had a generous coating of Sally's saliva all over it, thanks to her perfectly-timed blowjob.Then I heard Henry's voice from behind telling me, "Relax, Mr. Camden. You're going to love this. You'll see..."And then I felt the head of Henry's long, rock-hard. . 679-231-CC-1 X. Transponder 5150." Thank you, Cheyenne, Lewistown out." No problem, Lewistown, Cheyenne out." Great idea, Connie," said Junior. "Eventually, they're going to have to admit they lost. That admission is above and beyond the documents they signed."Connie said, "I need a drone ... one we can afford to lose."Mr. tower officer grinned, "It just so happens..."xXxWhen they were fueled and ready to leave Cheyenne, Wyoming, Junior set the quarter scale RC model transponder to 5150 and. I was about to pick up my mobile phone but thought better of it. There was no signal here and I had no pocket in my thin summer dress, so I left it where it lay, on the table. The air outside was beautiful and warm, the evening sun kissing the mountain peaks, sending long shadows across the valley as I walked alongside the stream towards the trees ahead. The water played merrily amongst the stones, chattering and splashing as it flowed, tiny white horses frolicked and danced along with the. Thanks for the drink Alan, I think I'd better get changed and gohome; I also have a day job I need to tend to," She smiled wanly at him.Alan looked at his watch."Shit! Is that the time? I have to go too, I have an important meetingfirst thing this morning," Alan finished his drink and stood up.He held out his hand and Crystal took it to steady herself as shealighted from the stool. Her long fingers were elegantly embellished bybright-red acrylic fingernails. She stumbled a little and Alan.