He had salt and pepper hair and was balding. Jeanne did not know what she thought of the baldhead since she always had liked men with lots of hair and...preferably curls. One day he asked her to call him at the station. Oh, what a wonderful voice this man had along with a great laugh. I guess being the shy man he is he did not want to brag about having an Irish accent. One day after this phone call, he asked Jeanne to come down to the station so they could meet. She tried her best to look good. They kept the ones they liked and kicked the rest of us loose. But now that we know each other. I need to let you know something vitally important to your future.”“Spill it, asshole what could an old fart like you have to say that would be of any interest to me?”“Oh, the impatience and crudity of youth.” Anderson raised his left hand. From the bushes and surrounding rocks in a semicircle surrounding Ed. Fourteen men stepped out. All of them were armed. Some with Winchester rifles. Two with. And to my amazement, I sped up. Evidently in the throes of my wonderful orgasm, I clamped my legs very tight on my dolphin.Then the pain hit. It felt like lightning striking me in the cunt and in the ass. Smaller lightning strikes were striking all along my legs where they touched the sides of the dolphins. I had two choices. I could let up and endure less pain for a longer period, or I could just hold on and endure the pain for the short distance to the turnaround.Somehow I hung on. I screamed. Then she moves the palm and kissed the fingers and took one finger in the mouth and sucked it. I loved her gesture. My finger was expertly doing the pleasuring work at her pussy.She allowed my palm to glide from her face to her neck and from there to her cleavage. I caressed the cleavage and try to go lower. She opened her blouse and bra and let my palms fondle them one after another and caress them. I didn’t leave the chance to knead them softly, while finger had invaded inside and searching.