My now 15-year-old sister. We had become lovers, I have friends sure, I even had some that I would call close friends, but in the end, it had always b...en Mandy and me.It was a Sunday afternoon in August school had already started up. The sun was glaring its way through my bedroom window. I could hear my dad out in the backyard cussing at the feeble attempts to light the barbecue and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I was called down. I was the only one who could get the dam thing working and. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Edited July 2006 ****************************************** ‘Tim?’ ‘Yes, Joanna?’ ‘You’re a Freeman of the City of London, aren’t you?’ ‘Actually, no. I’m the son of a Freeman. I could be a Freeman if I wanted to be, but I haven’t bothered. Seems little point now.’ ‘That IS the point, Tim. How many people are Freemen or sons of Freemen?’ ‘I. He was tired of stocking shelves, listening to women whine and berate him over the price of their goods and his service. So he made contact with the outlaws, trading information to become part of the gang. He knew Butch Kramer thought he couldn’t cut it, but he’d show them, by God!When he found out about the drive, he waited until his parents were asleep, going into the store and taking a new rifle and a pair of Peacemakers his father had gotten in trade. He also took as much as he could carry. “Fu-uu-uck M-M-Me-e-e…” she groaned, slightly biting the sheet as my cock rode in about of her butt holeAfter a few minutes of steady work, I was able to fully penetrate her perfect ass. I stopped and kept my cock buried fully in her. I leaned down and began kissing her neck. "Are you ready to be fully fucked in your ass?" I asked."Oh, fuck, yes, it feels so good, better than I could've ever imagined, fuck my ass Mr. Roberts, fuck it hard," she said, her arm still moving, rubbing her clit.I.