What I have always wished for, desired, and coveted, is the life of an artist, free and independent, relying only on my own resources, and accountable...only to myself. Remain here? What for?--that they may try, a month hence, to marry me again; and to whom?--M. Debray, perhaps, as it was once proposed. No, Louise, no! This evening's adventure will serve for my excuse. I did not seek one, I did not ask for one. God sends me this, and I hail it joyfully!" How strong and courageous you are!" said. That was just the first place I thought of with a room big enough for all of us. Look, it doesn't make us any different than who we were yesterday. At least I hope none of us start acting that way." Are you and Sarah quitting the business?" Katey asked Allie."I don't plan to," Allie answered. Sarah agreed. "We already made a decision to scale back what we do. But we're still willing to work on good projects with good people. Do you have something in mind?" Not really," Katey said with a shrug.. He following story is created for a very, inspiring, lets say, friend.. It does build up to a very rewarding ending, I just wanted to build up some tension before that, trying to describe a few of the many things that'd be going through my head in this scenario :) I do hope you enjoy it and get at least half as horny as I've gotten writing and thinking about it, over and over again >. . she barred down against me, letting out a loud moose-like moan and i felt a thick muscle push me to the bottom of her hole with force. It tried to push me out but i managed to plunge deep a few more times and let go at the back of her. Only a few gushes came out of me before her thick muscles pushed me completely out as she dumped a large amount of liquid out onto me, the truck floor and even the parking spot. Gasping and moaning she collapsed heaving. Her back moving with every large inhale.