A while prior to this era, I made a post on CL just for kicks. The ad was polar opposite of what typical guys would post on there: I'm the guy of you ...reams and pussy-panhandling bullshit! I didn't do that. I was straight up and to the point about what I wanted and expected. Surprisingly, I got a plethora of replies--somewhere in the 20s. Most of them were older women. Chell came along when I decided to give up dating all together. She hit me with the "just be friends" type thing. I ran with. ”As we approached my rig, Shadow came out from under the trailer. When he saw the Sheriff, or rather his sidearm, he stopped and crouched down. A low growl started. “Shadow, down. Heel boy.” At his down order, Shadow’s ears came back up, and the growl stopped. The heel order brought him over to my side.“Well trained dog there,” Paul observed.Leaning down, I gave Shadow a rough pet and told him he was a good boy. “He was originally trained as a working military dog. We got together at the VA in. "Now be a good boy and fill me up with that wonderfully hard cock of yours." My engorged cock did not slip neatly into place as usual, despite her well creamed pussy; the silk boxer shorts I was still wearing made it take a little longer to get inside of her. She loved it though, "Oh my God, that feels so-o-o good! Don't stop." she moaned throatily. I looked down as I continued to push slowly in and watched with fascination as the lips of her pussy clung tightly to the moist silk and got pushed. "Yeah, but what about the white married women?" I didn't have an answer there, beyond maybe that the adventure thing still held and maybe they weren't getting what they wanted at home."But what about their husbands HELPING!" I hadn't figured that out.Dinner came and we ate a little."Would you want me to have a Black guy?"I thought for a moment. "I'm not sure. I had a real rush oiling you up in public. I was very proud of your poise and how beautiful you are (she sniffed in rejection of the.