After the applause died, they all bowed, and John and Ty came out together to sing a country duet going way back in time... JOHNCowboys ain’t easy t... loveand they’re harder to holdThey’d rather give you a songthan diamonds or goldTYLone star belt bucklesand old faded LevisAnd each night begins a new dayIf you don’t understand him,and he don’t die youngHe’ll probably just ride awayBOTHMamas, don’t let your babiesgrow up to be cowboysDon’t let ‘em pick guitarsand drive them old trucksMake ‘em be. Apparently she agreed because she grabbed the bag from the pharmacy and kissed me before jumping out the door and trotting away to the rest room. I let Max out, taking my garden trowel and plastic bag, just in case.We were there less than two minutes when I heard a voice behind me. “You need a leash on that dog, Mister.” I turned to see a young black police officer from the township we were in.“Sorry, officer, but I don’t have one. I do have this to show you though.” I pulled my leather. He couldn’t stop. His whole body shook. His leg was pressing against the coffee table and the glasses on top shook too, clinking into one another. He elbowed me, trying to make me join in. It was all I could do to contain myself. I breathed in through my nose, set down my glass and stood up.“You’re the worst.” I said.“Aw, don’t go!”He caught my wrist and pulled me down but too far towards him so I ended up falling sideways onto his lap. He stopped laughing long enough to kiss me. He blew smoke. She was on her back with legs slightly spread apart. Her chest rose and fell with every breath.Norman rubbed his cock as he approached the bed. He stood still and did nothing but gaze upon the drunk wife’s sexy hard body. She was spread out before him, lying there, unconscious with her pussy slightly revealed. He sat down on the edge of the bed and she didn’t move. He tentatively placed his hand on her leg and slid it up and down feeling the smoothness as he rubbed his cock over his pants with.