It lay on his beautiful, black smooth thigh. She was transfixed by it; she thought it the most delicious treasure that she had ever seen. 'Pull them o...f sweetie', she had forgotten all about removing his briefs but she wanted him to be naked, so off they came, over his socked feet and he then took off his shirt.Ahmed was plainly an older man but in terrific shape for his age. He was slim, with only a small belly. He had beautiful dark, ebony skin. So silky, she ached to lick him, kiss him all. "I admitted."Carry the big revolver and the derringer," The Brit said."Yeah, and lots of untraceable shanks," I agreed."Remember you are thinking about running for sheriff. You do not need to get involved in anything shaky. The Brit said."Are you really going to run for Sheriff," Jeremy asked."I'm pretty close to making a decision," I admitted. At the pub I drank one dark beer and five cups of black coffee. I was definitely not drunk but I was jittery as hell. I saw the blue lights in my rear. T'Pau's eyes were discolored, surrounded by bizarre dark green rings. The fresh wipe marks all over her face made it obvious that she had been crying. There was not much positive to say about the current situation, but the fact that the young one had allowed herself to grieve in a way that befit her young age was a glimmer of hope during very dark times."T'Pol is dying," T'Pau said in a voice full of sorrow, and without addressing the clan's matriarch as would ordinarily be befitting her. We didn't tell them about the three van loads of guys at the condo. We convinced them to head back to the condo because "there's no action on Thursdays."We pulled in back at the condo as Stella was working Hope's cunt and ass with her fingers as Hope cried for more. When we pulled in, there were about ten guys gathering for supper or getting back from supper. I stopped right beside them and they instantly noticed the girls in back and what Stella was doing with Hope's willing assistance. Stella.