I bet those would sell well in Denver. When the worst of the snows pass, I have to go down to Denver to check on my company’s office there. The guy ... have running the office is going gangbusters with timber sales. Let me take some of your paintings down when I go. I’m sure they’d sell.’ The two discussed this for a while and then William circled back to what was really worrying him. ‘I still think it isn’t good for a single woman to be trying to winter here in the valley, Ada. I wish you’d go. ” I was helpless I just thought ‘Okay, okay let her give me a blow job then she’ll be happy and go.’ I put up no resistance and let her take my pants and boxers off. At that point my cock was as hard as steel and sprang up as soon as she had pulled my boxers past it. She looked at it and grabbed it and said, “Mr Jet. You have good… good... gailis.” She looked at me and I think she could not find the right word, so I said, “Cock.” She said, “Ah, ya, is… good co-ck. I call gailis is. He pulled me off the edge of the washer and stood me up. Leading me by the hand, he made his way over to an old chair in the corner.I climbed on it, kneeled over the back with my butt toward him and opened my slit. He was afforded a complete, unobstructed view of my gaping cunt and ass. He ran his huge prick up and down the moist crack, ploughing through the cum that had dripped down there earlier.I started to spasm with orgasm again.As the orgasmic spasms subsided, I felt an immense pressure. "You are so beautiful babyboo. Just like a rose." He whispered to her. She felt his lips gently kiss each of her breasts and a soft sigh escaped her lips. She longed to see him, to feel him, to touch him, to kiss him, and to taste him. His hands roamed over her body then, and she moaned softly when she felt his fingers brush over the delicate folds of her most intimate place. His lips brushed over hers as she felt the head of his cock at the entrance to her warm, wet hole. He slid himself.