She screamed out, ”OMG! OMG! Fuck me! Please fuck me!”It was a few minutes later and my wife cried out with yet another very powerful orgasm. He s...ill had her legs over his shoulder as he pounded his big cock into her. She cried out, “I can’t take it anymore! Please stop!”He ignored her and pounded her pussy several more minutes. I am sure she came again as she screamed out the whole time. “Get on your knees now!” he ordered her.My wife slither off the front of the bed and down on to her knees.. I want to be honest with you. While I was growing up it was the Big Ten Conference. But everybody always called it the big two and little eight. Most every year either Michigan or Ohio State would win the championship. It always aggravated me."You see, the Big Ten also had Michigan State in it and they hardly ever mention them in the Big Ten, but every year they would have a big game and beat either Ohio State or Michigan. So to answer honestly, I'd have to say I would root for the Michigan. I got us passes for the EP&N, soz we could move around easy like. Every day, we rode in a train of the kind likely ta be hit, jus' lookin' fer trouble. I ain't got no idee why, but the bandits took some time off fer a while, soz we didn't have no excitement fer 'bout 10 days. Then they hit a train, but not the one we were ridin' on.We hurried ta the station nearest the site of the robbery an' got some horses. We rode ta the actual robbery site an' looked around. Bill found where the hosses had. Having bid me Season’s Greetings, she stepped slightly into my personal space and, lowering her voice, said, “I’ve got something for you.”“That’s very nice, what is it?”“Just a few of those photos I was telling you about.” She reached into her handbag and pulled out a slightly tattered brown envelope. “Here...” she held it out to me. I took it and was about to reply, but she cut me short with a cheery “Merry Christmas!” and scurried away, out of the door.I looked down at the envelope. I.