At the negative shake of Sam's head she then continued, "Ok, well then, I am going to get some sleep and you can watch TV, listen to the radio or do m...st any other thing you want but do not leave the room. If you get hungry you can call and have food delivered. Just charge it to the room." Amy stripped to her thong panties and crawled under the sheets.For a long time Sam just sat in the darkened room at the table and hung her head but at last she turned the TV on. It was background noise if. Wishing he would just shutup, I just kept driving, not saying a word. As he continued to go on abouttheir relationship and their troubles. I was relieved when I pulled into hisdriveway, watching him get out of the car and stumble towards his front door. He dropped his keys twice trying to open his door. Deciding that the lushwould never get in without some help, I got out of my car and joined him atthe front door, picking up his keys, as he dropped them once again. As I askedhim which key it. Long break through a barrier in me and push much deeper than I had ever known someone could go. "Fuck yeah, that's it faggot...balls deep" Now Mr' long really picked up his pace and fucked me with full force. He would pull out all the way then slam back into me, he lasted quite a while then with one last shove he held himself in. "Damn that's some nice faggot ass" he pulled out of me as did Mr. Ranch but before his dick entered my mouth I felt myself being picked up and placed sitting. “You missed your calling. You should’ve been a painter!”Jorge grimaced. “No! Painters starve. Architects make a living.”We all laughed, agreeing with him. The painting was everything I asked for and more. It showed most of the Estancia, centered on the Hacienda and the two plateaus, and the Segundos’ houses, the stone walls, storehouses and stable with a few rows of fruit trees and some horses in the grass field. Below the Hacienda was the Rio Grande, plowed farm fields with rows of crops on.