But, first, I had to catch up to him.I came to the corner of the building I was racing past and skidded to a halt. As I mentioned before, one does not...run very fast in cowboy boots, so I had switched some time earlier to a lower heel. The heel on my boots was only high enough for safety in the stirrup and not for working cattle—something I could not do because of my knee, anyway. Therefore, even with my bad knee, I could still run faster than most men when I put forth the effort.I looked around. Finally he released my head and the first thing I did was lean back to look at his cock. It was utterly magnificent, a spectacular specimen of manhood. It stood straight up, pointing at the ceiling, rock hard and unyielding, while drooling a thick clear stream of pre-cum down the underside onto his balls. It was unreal in length, probably the 10 inches he claimed or even more. Thick and pinkish, the head looked swollen and bloated like it was ready to explode. I just stared in awe at this man. " He hissed as he tugged the rope that held down Laylah's head. The rope was so tight that when Laylah attempted to move again, it broke into her skin, causing an excruciating pain to shoot across the front of her head.After David was finished lighting the candles, he retrieved a pair of scissors and, with a menacing grin on his face, returned to the table where Laylah was laying. She was quite beautiful; her pale, nude body was tightly tied to a specially crafted table in the shape of. To go to the warehouse, I had to go all the way to the stables, a long open hallway. Resigned, I walk down the hall, at the end of it, I heard Sues voice calling me: Hey Lam, do you want to see something? Shh, come in silence. I approach to the place where the voice came from and entered the stable. I found A. sitting on a bale of straw with a bid hard-on in his hand. Come closer, would you like to try it? What do you mean with try it? – I said very dismayed, because in all options of my mind,.