I’ve one last favor to ask of you. We’re preparing to leave to go to Oregon next year and we know we’ll need guns. But we don’t know what are ...he best guns for us to get. Can you please advise us, Sir?”“Not right now. I don’t know too much about them, myself. But I’ve a cousin who’s a gunsmith in New Haven, Connecticut. I have to go by there to reach home in Portland, Maine, so I’ll ask him, then I’ll write you with what he tells me.” Boone agrees, and they soon part company. In the next few. On His arm, they enter the stage. A few couples, no more than five or six, sit around the stage. The stage is brightly lit. A large screen TV hangs over the stage.They stand in the center of the stage. She kisses His lips, one last time. He hugs her closely. Then they part. He sits at on a large overstuffed leather chair, on the first row. She stands, proudly, in the center of the stage. The new girl, the brunette, approaches Him and takes his blazer. He sits and the brunette lights his cigar. I was now pounding that hot teen as hard as fast as I could, and as she grew louder and closer to her orgasm, so did I."You cumming?" I groaned trying to hold on as I began to feel my balls tighten."Yes! yes! yes! keep going! keep going!" groaned Zoe back.I hammered away at that teens wet hot pussy and after another minute I felt my balls tighten more and knew I was going to hold it much longer, then as I plunged deep and hard into her Zoe began crying out "Yes! yes! yes!... FUCK YES!" and then. The train took off again and the car seemed left in tatters, one woman on the seat diagonal from me reading a book and a suited man reading a newspaper. I was left with plenty of seats to choose from but I wanted to stay where I was. Nonetheless I was given no other choice but to take a seat so I meandered towards the seats across the way. The car shook and I dropped my pen. Leaning down to pick it up quickly I instead decided to give this man a little show and kept my ass high enough in the.