She came as she had never come before. She wailed and moaned the whole time, and Jordan fucked and slapped her the whole time. She kept screaming that...she was coming. It was a good thing both of Kimberly's neighbors worked, or one of them might have come over to see if she was ok. Jordan just watched this plump mature woman wail and scream like no woman he had ever seen. Damn it was hot. If all 40 year olds fucked and sucked like this, he swore he would never so back to younger chicks.When. He worked his lawnmower over the curb and walked across the street, looking back at me and talking.I saw the old Chevy coming up the street. It seemed to be going too slow to do anything. Surely Mrs. Crowley would slam on the brakes and yell at Wes to watch where he was going.She kept coming. I heard a crunch as the tire ran over the lawnmower. She still kept coming.Wes wasn't smiling. It looked like he was trying to cry out but I heard no sound. How could he twist his body like that? I heard. Joseph tried to do some work until she arrived but couldn’t concentrate. His fingers were tapping the desk like the feet of some restless stallions. Then finally, at about 5 pm he heard a knock on the door.“Come in,” he said, and in walked the woman he had been waiting for since morning. She was wearing the same thing she wore the last time. A blue saree over a faded red blouse. Her jet-black was meticulously braided in a zigzag fashion on either side, ending in an oval bun behind her.“Sit down. That way, any pursuit will be delayed, pro'bly long enough fer us ta git away. When we ride away, we'll head no'th to Danby's Crossing. Anybody what gits separated should head fer there; we'll wait fer ya as long as we kin. Any questions?... No? OK, try to git as much rest as ya kin. I'll call ya when I think it's time ta skedaddle."It was about 1:00 AM and the moon was high, so they could see well enough to ride. John went to each man, individually, and told him to get to his horse—they were.