I wanted to pull her shirt off. I wanted to lean her back on the bar. I wanted to slurp those tits. I wanted to sit and have her ride me. I wanted to ...at her out. I wanted to yank off the condom and feed her my cock.But I didn't have the chance. My balls tightened up before I could stop them, and released their contents with such an explosion that I feared it would burst the condom. Grunt after gasping grunt, thrust after trembling thrust, I emptied myself up into my slutty lady manager, my. Now her hair and dress flowed behind her as she went deeper into the forest. Her long slender legs strode without purpose through the long grass, Her ample 38c breasts swayed gently from side to side unhindered. Clearly she was unaware that the vision of her gliding through the clearings would have any red blooded male desperate to use her as nature had intended.She was wandered along she was wondering how she would resume her neglected love life and coming upon a glade sat down on a log. ‘Yes. Its father was a Black Lab and the mother’s a chuaua.’ Now is it just me or do you find this statement interesting? I was in total disbelief till I made a trip up to Marshal and saw this for my self. The little black puppy looked like a black Lab, only teeny tiny. The smallest black lab in the world. ‘Whatcha gonna name him?’ I asked with curiosity. The five week old pup was being weaned from its mother and instinctively went to Chucks to nurse. Well that didn’t go over real good, but. My work around the campground had changed. It was easier and quicker otherwise nothing changed.“John can you get by without me tomorrow night?” Dawn asked.“Sure, what’s your plan,” I asked her with some concern in my voice.“Your mom has a job for me tomorrow. It’s actually two jobs. She has a job at six and another one at nine. The nine o’clock one is in the Yurt. The six is just a buffet in a church basement. Some of your catfish fillets,” Dawn explained. “Your mom wants me to go from the.