The pocket (one for each snowshoe, of course) took longer than he had hoped, but when he had finished, there was something that resembled a shallow ha...f-boot that he could slip his booted foot into. Then with a wide rawhide strip that went over the foot, he could secure his footwear to the snowshoe. The front of the pocket was attached to the shoe, but the back was not. This allowed the wearer to step without having to raise the whole rig on every step, and it could be removed by simply untying. The only thought that resonated in my mind at that moment was CLYDESDALE. "Oh my God," escaped my lips as it hung in the air in front of my face..."Oh my God..." Hank got a big smile on his face as he stood over me and voiced, "Yes I will be your Sex God teach and this stick is gonna be your sexual savior!" He lifted it up and said, "...And these big balls right here are gonna fill you up with more Holy black baby cream than that little married pussy has ever dreamed of!" As I remained frozen. She leaned down & kissed the tip of his cock her tongue flicking out & trying to enter his pee-hole, Jeremy moaned again. Cathy sat back on her heels, “Jeremy?” she asked “mmmm?” was the only answer he could manage. “Well hunny, you know we’ve been dating for nearly two years? Well I want to have your baby. & as soon as possible please.” Jeremy’s eyes popped, he had not been expecting that at all! “Oh dear lord, Cathy get that stupid clamp off me and ill fill you with enough cum to fill a. Grant didn’t respond but nodded his head. I continued browsing for several more minutes before finally satisfying myself that I had discovered all of his deeply hidden secrets. “Hand me back the panties and paper,” I said extending my hand over the table. Grant sheepishly placed the green panties and his GTbiz12 profile page into my hand. I placed them back into my backpack and looked into his eyes. “I packed all my stuff up from your apartment; I couldn’t keep it there anymore.” Grant began.