It was a great show. They had one episode where the hero, a marshal called Matt Dillon, met a gunslinger who was faster on the draw than he was. That ...ever happened. Everybody was stunned. But Dillon wasn't surprised. 'Never a horse that couldn't be rode, never a rider that couldn't be throwed.' That's a short way of saying, 'never say never.' Nobody is guaranteed anything in this life, except dying."She just shook her head and stood up."Are you going to be back to work Monday? I'll give you. I could still smell her sweetpussy and my cock was hard. I walked back over and laid on my bed thepanties near my face and my hand on my cock. As I was stroking I broughtthe panties down and started stroking my cock with the silky fabric. Icouldn't believe how good it felt so I decided to put them on. I lovedthe way that they felt on my cock, so I pulled them up. I couldn'tbelieve how hard this made me. I pulled them up and felt the fabric slideup my ass. I must have looked really silly but it. "I'm fine, just a long day sweetheart." Ok...." Sam smooched Annie's neck sweetly. Despite all her recent surprises he knew her better than anyone else. When she was ready to talk, she would. "Why don't you go out and enjoy a girls' night this week honey? I'll set up a play date for the kids and you can decompress a little." Maybe," Annie replied. "Let me see who's around."With that Annie reached behind her to run her fingers through her husband's hair and craned to kiss him. Her tongue slid. ” slap! “Two.” slap! “Three.” She is too gentle, and I find myself pushing back against her hand. I push back just as her hand falls, and contact is made with my pussy. slap! Just that slight tap against my already sensitive cunt makes me gasp, and I forget to count. My mother pulls back; sitting on her heels, and holds up her hand. “Michael,” she says, holding up her hand. “I think she’s enjoying this.” You can see three drops of cum glistening on her fingers, and she wipes them on the back of.