As I ran, I noticed something that was a little out of place. Did I mention before that I was out in the middle of nowhere? My closest neighbor was a ...oodly distance from my house. I was also set back from the road far enough to give me even more privacy.So what was a gas truck doing out here? The place they were set up at, had no gas lines at all. The reason I knew this, was because the distance from my home to the actual main gas line, had been expensive. This gas truck was not following the. Yeah… Slurp slurp slurp. Sperms!? Slurp slurp slurp. Oh yeah! Slurp slurp slurp. EUPHORIA! grunted Mike, who was pulling on his huge, dripping erection. Guidos spank. Good! Said Mike, happily. Have a sausage, boy! And Mikes big lumpy package swelled to the size of Seaside. All yours, smiled Mike. Pauly stared. The next thing he knew he was lying on his back. Pauly could feel Mikes enormous, big beefy man cock penetrating his tiny little guido butt. Ahhhh…awwww…AH…ooh…aaaaaahhhhh. Pauly. Casey hadn’t expected him to react so violently. Evidently, Gabriel had been disappointed. But what disturbed him even more was the meaning of that punch. He cared about Rachel much more than he’d realized or was willing to admit. All those months that he spent working with her, late nights at his office… a bond had begun to form between the two. His violent outburst symbolized Gabriel’s underlying feelings toward sexy, intelligent, ravishing Rachel Rose. “I’m sorry.” Rachel broke the. The boys were off visiting their sister, and that left us alone for the evening in an unaccustomed quiet house.After much travail, the prosecutor had determined that my actions that evening, responding to the active assault of my bound wife, weren’t going to appear unreasonable nor imprudent to a jury. She figured that the likely question on the minds of the jury would not be “guilty or innocent”, but, rather, “how come you didn’t simply end the assault, with finality, with your Colt?” The.