“What brings you to Abilene, Miss?” the bartender asks. “Just taking the new job of town sheriff.” she replied drinking down the glass of whis...ey quickly. “You the new sheriff!” Big mouth guffawed. “What you gonna do to the bad guys suck them off?” She turned her gaze on the loud mouth. “I don,t take kindly to your language and if you don,t button your lip I,ll put you in the jail for twenty four hours to teach you some manners!” “You and who,s Army?” he laughed. The woman quickly moved to him. Like these days are going. One day I thought out a plan and also implemented it on the day evening. When I returned back from the institution she preparing meals for us and she questioned me what was happened to day in the institution she questioned. Ok Bhabi I will tell them later and went in to the bathroom and fleshed and changed the dress, and joined with her. At that time her sari fall fell down and she busy with her both hands to clean the cocker then me approached her to adjust the sari. I can picture you walking through the mall, going commando, of course, when under your skirt or dress you feel the vibrations that I choose to trigger, forcing you to cum in public, your juices sliding down your thighs from your pussy from your orgasm while people realize that you’re climaxing then and there, between the smell and the profanity-laced Arabic that you let out in earshot of them. I just hope that they don’t get the wrong idea about you, thinking that you’re a terrorist or. ”“Interesting name,” I said.“I get that a lot,” he said and smiled. His nice sunny smile, I thought, goes well with his deep tan. He’s probably in construction.“Call me Smitty, and what do I call you?”“I’m Arnie; well, Arnold, but—”“Yeah, I don’t like Horton,” he said.We both laugh.“The truck’s over there, if you wanna get going” I said and watched him walked over to stow his gear. I lingered to look at his powerful back and breadbox of an ass. Woof!“We’re going over to Lang Street,” I said and.