The true benefit of hunting with a dog. ‘I’m getting me a dog, a retriever. Without a doubt.’ Rick said as we sat back down. Numchucks laid at m... feet with panting tongue and wore out. I knew then it was his last hunt. I couldn’t expect much more from him. His heart was full of desire but his body wasn’t able to get around very well. But I knew that the field would be a good place to let him come with me. I just didn’t expect the trouble we had trying to retrieve one bird. Two deer came. Digging through all the toys, my cock was ready to bust. Near the bottom of the drawer I found a huge purple anal plug that looked like it was bigger than a pop can at the largest point. It looked painful, and the thought of that huge toy in her ass made my heart rush. I knew I just had to try it, so I grabbed the big bottle of lube in her drawer and headed to her bed. I shut the door just out of habit and layed down on the bed. I squirted some lube on my fingers and started to finger my ass. I. "She has some pictures but nothing recent and they're all in black and white anyway. I might be able to recognize her from the pictures but I doubt it." I thought cops were trained to recognize people from pictures like that," Ben said. "What? Didn't you take that class?" He was smiling as he scanned the crowd so Pete knew that Ben was only ribbing him."Classes can't compensate for old pictures and shaky photographers. That takes a specialist, like a woman," Pete responded with a laugh.Ben. As fall arrived, I realized that even our letter writing and emails had tapered off, at least hers had to me. I began to consider the possibility that our relationship would never progress beyond where it once had been. Even though Mickey and I had found many young ladies with whom to spend evenings and weekends, I was always careful to not suggest any kind of permanence to the relationships.Mickey, conversely had found a young lady on the ski slopes, or more accurately, Sharon had found.