”. ... [ laughter in the background ] " Sure, love to ..do you have her address. ....... ?" .. " Yes, we'll text it to you sir. " " Take you . ... ...ow are things tonight Central?” I ask. " Other than the fire, very quiet sir." ... " Would you let Mrs. Silver know that the Lone Ranger is on his way.” More laughter from security. " Yes Sir.". . . “A FIERY HORSE WITH THE SPEED OF LIGHT, A CLOUD OF DUST AND A HEARTY "HI HO SILVER!”. ..., say's I to the dispatcher “Good night sir ...." [. I smiled and then he did too.We were taken into the same small room I had ventured into some twenty odd years ago, and he went back out to the front shop and locked-up, bolting the front door and turning the closed sign, to show the shop was closed for business.He was expecting something, he somehow knew this kinky woman was up to something and it was working better than two Viagra.Ask your daughter to strip off and sit on the chair, he ordered me.I said nothing in return, just opting to look. ”“You have a very good-looking cock, Ian. Why don't you stroke it for us like you did before?”He stood up so that we could see his cock in all its glory, and started pulling the skin back and forth as he had done before, like a thick pole in his young hands. His eyes glazed over as he started getting more and more aroused. It seemed to give him so much more sensation, and his balls were swelling by the minute as he got harder before our eyes. The fact that he was using only his finger-tips and. .even when slouching. Her emerald green halter top exposed her smooth, creamy shoulders, her long auburn hair falling over them delicately. I licked my lips. I imagined showering those shoulders with kisses, and moving those kisses up to her neck. My need for her must have taken over, because before I knew it I was behind her, my hands were on her shoulders, massaging her supple, sweet smelling flesh. And to my surprise, she'd allowed it. She leaned back, using my stomach as a headrest.