In the end, it was my Mexican pride and her German obstinacy that broke us apart. We could have made it work, but in the end, it was that I didn't wa...t to ask her back, and she was too stubborn to ask me to come back.And so the divorce.I was sick of it all. I knew I'd always take care of Jared – he was my pride and joy. We camped at Lost Maples National Park when he came over, and he slept in my cot when I had him on the weekends. He worked on bikes and we went on long rides when I had slow. Got a neck like a giraffe. In fact, she looks a little like a giraffe herself, don't you think? Yella girls make me sick. And bony? I know you love that dark meat, Laura, but there ain't even any meat on those bones. Ain't dark, either, what little there is. Right? At least we know Laura likes meat." She lowered her voice to a conspiratorial murmur now. "You like meat... don't you, Laura?"She leaned against Laura and rubbed one full breast against Laura's arm. Laura looked down at the bulge of. I set it to the side and picked up a Sig Saur forty five that was a special edition built to specs' for whoever had owned this collection. It was for a left hander and the shells ejected to the left. It was ported for kick control, and I decided since I could shoot with both hands, I would take it too. I picked up a case and opened it and almost pissed myself at the sight I beheld. It was two Walther twenty two's with extended mags, and two stainless steel Carswell silencers. They were the new. With a hard downward thrust I took his fat cock in me and began to buck, my arms wrapped around his neck. "Tyler... I'm going to cum again!" I moaned out loud, looking him in the eye. "Yes... Oh fuck, yes! Such a fat cock!" I cried out letting go hard once more."Yeah... Cum for me, cum on that cock!" he demanded, my head whipping back as a loud guttural cry escaped from my open mouth at the end of my climax.I collapsed on him, my face in his neck. I began to place small kisses on it and his.