“Sorry Darlin, I think I need to rest for a bit. I have a bit of a headache.” He told her. It wasn’t a lie, after his dream of Bobo, he couldn�...t get back to sleep. He was over tired and wished that that bastard was not haunting his dreams.He excused himself and went home to have a much needed nap. He didn’t make it into bed before he heard a familiar voice. He walked over and opened the door and looked around. Forgetting that his gun was still secure in his holster, he saw him. His heart. At least that was the excuse I was given after I was left behind during one such action. It had been going pretty well that morning until the British got some more men into the fray, and the weight of their iron and lead convinced Lt. Foster to live to fight another day.He later told me that he blew his whistle and shouted, but it was very noisy at the time so pretty soon I was hearing shooting behind me and saw no one in front of me when the smoke cleared. That was when I tore off my black. I saw Dexters eyes grow big as I heard the clop of hooves behind me. Before I could do anything I felt myself pushed from behind to the wall of the stall. Goliath jumped his front hooves onto the wall, effectively blocking me in as I felt his huge cock probing to find my hole. I prayed that he wouldn’t find it but sadly that was not the case and I felt his huge head pushing against the entrance to my rectum. I screamed as the fat head to his huge cock pushed inside of me and he continued to. I told you it wasgoing to be dangerous and not to get me involved," Michelle held Candiat arms length.Candi started to sob again and Michelle pulled her close."I'm sorry Michelle. I had to come up with some excuse; John Bensteadtold Tony that I was a whore," Candi sobbed into Michelle's shoulder."Well I hate to say it but that might have been the smarter hand toplay. Unfortunately for you the outcome at the warehouse was alwaysgoing to be what it was, but now you have piqued Tony's interest. .