There had been a minor gold rush. This had Petered out when richer strikes were found in Alaska. A couple of mining corporations had tried to work the...area, but they gave up when FDR did his thing with private gold. Supposedly there were still a few die-hard old-timers in the area. They claimed that the bonanza hadn’t been hit yet. I had met a few of these gold bugs in the past. To a man, they all said the same thing. Just a little further, just a little deeper.After finishing my dinner, I. Let me talk to the manager.”I handed back the phone ... still on speaker.“Yup ... that’s her. Whatever she wants.”“Yes, Ma’am ... anything.”Disconnect. Dial tone.“How much?”“Five grand?”He wrote out a note.“Sure ... take this to the teller. Pleasure doing business, Miss Flintkote.”The teller had to go to the vault ... the little one ... the big one is on a timer.“Okay ... it’s beer thirty. I have developed a taste for hoppy malt ... but just one, the vitamins in good beer is good for little. She looked at this huge dick, the guys stroking it slowly, aiming it right at Alley’s face. She licked her lips and looked at me. "Can I touch it?" Alley asked. "Of course, baby,” I said. “You can do whatever you want.”She slowly reached out her hand and he pulled his away, she touched the cock in front of her, slid her finger up and down the shaft and over the bulbous throbbing head, and began stroking it slowly, the first one she'd touched that wasn't mine since we had been together. I was. Johnny said fuck him good like you did Chrissy. Oh he'll fuck me real good, he always does. I'm his little whore, just made for fucking and sucking.Chrissy undid the Velcro straps. We kissed passionately. I was feeling her ass and felt the butt plug. Would you like to take it out for me? I do! I pulled on it slowly, it just about popped out. I spread Chrissy cheeks. Talk about a gaping ass. I could fit my fist up there. I so want to fuck your wide open ass but I'm spent. Another time maybe,.