And sometimes he told Buddy of his travels and adventures since leaving Richmond; Buddy hadn't been with he and Buck during that time. Neither horse w...re very good conversationalists but they were both excellent listeners.As boring and as tiring as the trip to Albuquerque had been, the ride to Arizona was more difficult. The distance from Albuquerque to Prescott meant another week on the trail. A lot of the trip was across desert and high chaparral with fewer water holes; more than one night he. Feel him pull out of my ass completely and says come over here and clean off my cock with that lil toungue, I turned around showing my stretched pussy n asshole to my hubby and couldnt believe how big his cock was my mouth opened outa shock and he pulled me down by the hair making me gag on his big cock thrusting into.my throat and holding my kneck down he did this for atleast an hr, str8 forcing my throat on his cock, I opened my eyes and saw his balls absolutely enormous and I told him to. He picked her up by the neck, "I wish I hadn't made that deal, because Iwould just love to kill you right now." I know you don't mean that. I know you want me." What?" I've see it on your face," her voice became low and sultry. "Come andtake me, I know you want it. Turn me, make me your little bloodsuckingtoy."He pulled her closer to him, his guard was down. Suddenly he felt asharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw a stake sticking intohis heart, "Bugger this." He then crumbled. Of legs meeting at that ass, and meeting in a V-shaped paradise of lips and folds, of liquids and textures, of tastes and of aromas and scents. Yes, the scent. I have it in my mind still. And now that memory joins with images of another day. And I touch myself. My fingers tracing patterns, some random and some with express intent to touch myself in specific ways. Around the shaft, the hard shaft emerging from the curls. Of patterns traced along the engorged head, a finger touching a hole and.