But maybe the swell was because of the other two men - the two guests who had helped her earlier. Both were as naked as my wife, but I could only see ...he cock on one man - in his 50s and black as the night. The other man's cock - definitely much older than 50 and as black as the night - was buried deep inside my drunk wife's hairy pussy. When he pulled it out, I thought it would never end. Inches after inches of pure black fat meat came out, my wife's pussy lips still clinging to his thick. Their upbringing was an urban one in the south, so a farm would be quite an unusual experience for them.”“Well, bring them with you tomorrow morning. Do they have any special dietary requirements, being Pakistani?”“None, sir. They are a Christian family, so normal English food is fine with them. Sidra is being home-schooled by us, so that her father can’t track her by school registers. Learning about how a farm works will be useful knowledge for her: biology, environmental science, and so on. Reaching the apartment complex, Carrie parked the car in her designated space before heading in the doors. Deciding to check her mail first, Carrie approached the apartment mailboxes. If Carrie hadn’t known exactly which box was hers, it would have been given away by the red rose taped to the outside of it. Seeing that rose reminded Carrie that she had left the other roses in her car. Forgetting about the mail for the moment, Carrie pulled the rose off of the mailbox before hurrying out to the. The brave must have thought he got me, because he rose up, his war cry echoing off the rocks. He stopped in mid yell, because I blew most of his jaw off. The next round took the rest of his head.The sudden stillness was deafening and it took me a minute to recover. I was going to have a hellacious bruise on my hip where he’d hit my holster. I also had a shallow groove I didn’t remember getting on my left arm, right beside the one I got in Mexico.Scrambling back to the ridge I dusted off my.