The man leans down, pulls open the door, and jumps off his horse into the stagecoach. Then he opens the door on the other side and jumps onto the othe... horse. Just before he rode off, I yelled out “What was all that about?” He replied “Nothing. It’s just a stage I’m going through”.A five-year-old boy was mowing his front lawn and drinking a beer. The preacher who lived across the street saw the beer and came over to harass the kid. “Aren’t you a little young to be drinking, son?” he asked.. The sensation was so wonderful that I was disappointed when I blew my second load into Wendy's mouth; I would have liked it to last much longer. Wendy swallowed all my cum and kept licking until I was completely limp.“Wow, daddy! I think that you enjoyed that. Am I right?”Damn! I had forgotten that Ellie and Greg were right there. Apparently they had finished their fuck and watched Wendy working on me. I felt embarassed but somehow I was not as embarassed as I thought I should be. Maybe Ellie's. The door creaked open a foot or so and Elsa's head poked through. "Sorry to wake you, Mr. Kingsley," she said, "but you have a visitor." A visitor?" he barked, the throb in his head picking up a little as he did so. "I'm asleep, Elsa. I'm not expecting anyone. Tell whoever it is to leave a message and come back later." It's Mr. Cooper, Jake," Elsa told him. "He insists upon talking to you as soon as possible." Coop?" Jake asked."He seems very agitated about something. I thought it might be. There'sbeer in the fridge. Here I wanted some water or something. Matt, drinkwith me a little bit so I don't drink alone." Alright," I agreed but half heartily so he didn't drink alone.He handed me one and started drinking one as well. We moved to my bed tosit together."Matt... ummm... I need a little favor from you tomorrow. I'm off..." Sure, of what service may I be to my hot boyfriend?" Well... I wanna drive home and grab my camping stuff since we wanna gocamping sometime. I want to ride.