"Urban Myth" Vince said."Time for you to get fucked," Charli said."Please be gentle. A torn colon would be very serious," Vince said,closing his eyes....harli began to move in and out, using the full length of her cock. Asthe head rubbed across the prostate, Vince began to feel excitement. Asshe became more excited, Vince began to feel bruised and battered as hercock rammed the end of his colon. He was in no position to stop herassault on his ass, nor could he even move to alleviate the pain.. She undressed me and sat me back in the stool. I was slightly ueasy to say the least when she pulled my pants down. I sat there naked slightly covering my self whilst looking up at her. She helped me into the pair of stockings. I looked down whilst she rolled them up from each ankle to my thighs. Then she pulled across a pair of high heels and slipped them on my feet before standing me up. She held my hand while I stood there looking down thinking I might loose balance. She enticed me to walk. It was actually win win win for him. She would shut up, she wouldn't go, and she would learn six ways to kill a rapist with a dull stick.Two days later Rachel came home. Working the rodeo for the past week had been exhausting. She had functions to do at the rodeo grounds; she had to keep up with her office in Topeka, and then there were social functions most nights. In her hotel room bed she missed the calming presence of Rolly. Even when he wasn't with her back home he was close enough that. I held my arms out to her, and she hugged me, her lips seeking mine.The pub is a five-minute walk away. It nestles to one side of the village cricket pitch, close to the infamous duck pond. It’s a proper English village pub, a haunt for the locals. It’s warm, cosy, friendly and best of all, it’s off the beaten track. Strangers are a rarity and discouraged. It was our local, and due to an interesting set of circumstances, we been accepted by the locals very early on, so when Gillian walked in.