Kuch der ke bad mai vaha se apne ghar aa gaya aur vaise hi tv dekhne laga mummy aur dadaji aaye kuch der ke bad. Mummy ne khana lagaya mai dekh raha t...a dono ek dusre ko dekh rahe the khana khatam hone ke bad ummy ne plate uthaya aur kitchen me leke chali gayi dadaji vahi chaowki pe baithe hue the mummy jab apna khana leke aayi toh dadaji ne kaha mai chalta hu apne ghar aur bade ajeeb nazar se meri mummy ko dekha uske bad chale gaye. Mai vahi baitha hua tha mummy ne kahana khatam kiya fir plate. He heard the unmistakable jingle of spurs and the muffled tread of a horse's hooves descending the rise on the foothills side of the trail and he sensed the approach of a cautious back-shooter rather than actually seeing him. His horse snorted and he heard a reply from the unknown mount. He judged the varmint to be within pistol range and swiftly turned over drawing his six-shooter from the holster in a flowing motion and aiming at the ugly bearded hulk on the back of a magnificent appaloosa. "Easy, baby," he soothed, keeping his raging passion in check. "Are you okay?" It didn't take long with his hands squeezing and his cock throbbing inside her for the pain to disappear. It became an odd, but comfortable sensation of being filled. Then she felt something like an itchy desire between her legs. “It’s okay,” she said, “I was just a little surprised by it.” The truth was, it didn’t hurt nearly as much as she thought it might. The man found that he could not remain stationary for. Michaels, MD, across the Chesapeake Bay Bridge a few hours from our Bethesda, MD home in the Washington, DC suburbs. I prepared a sack lunch of Boars Head country ham sandwiches with mustard, home made cookies (bought at Zabar's in Manhattan), and some apples and bananas, along with a jug of iced tea I'd brewed my very own self. I climbed into the Dark Blue Pearl Lincoln Navigator, making sure I had my cell phone, and headed out to the Capital Beltway, then east on Rte 50 and the Eastern Shore.