. turned out that donkey was a lot more than company for her." How I got into it was this way: the animal turned croupy some time in, oh, I guess it w...s February or so of '43, and she came in to my office to have me come out to see to it."Now I remember this in detail, in vivid detail, what comes later, because it is something you do not see every day or every year or every decade, even. Seeing a pretty woman getting poled by a donkey is a sight to see!" Now I got to set this scene for you, so. I strip and shower and fall into a deep, dreamless sleep.It's already 8.00 when I wake. I haven't time to waste. By 8.45 am I'm dressed, and breakfasted. I've arranged to keep the room for another 24 hours.I walk out onto Praed Street and into a bright crisp morning. The sunshine lifts my spirits. This is the day, I feel, that I begin to get my wife back!Marylebone Police Station stands at the end of Seymour Street near Wigmore Street, not very far from the Venetian Restaurant. The last place. We both turned sourly back to the bed and the clothes we had bought thenight before.Tina walked around to her side of the bed and picked up the largeknickers and started putting them on and I grabbed the overalls. Theyhad been left inside out from when we fucked. I reached my hairy armdown into the leg and pulled them the other way out."No way," I said. "No fuckin' way!" What is it?" Look at these," I said, holding them up for her. "Just look!" What is it?" They're covered in oil is fuckin'. The ruthless way that he reamed her was definitely what the doctor ordered in her case. Avani was a very satisfied housewife now.Gracie and Tamara were in their own little world by now, Gracie bent over some ottoman while Tamara’s tongue slid along her butt-crack to devour her sweet Colombian ass. Tamara apparently really dug Gracie’s butt, though who could blame her for that? She really did have a very delicious booty, as did Tamara herself. I could easily picture Gracie returning the favor.