It lasted a good minute and painted the front of the forest white. Alene’s cock flexed again, this time it was a jet, as thick as Alene’s waist, i... looked incredibly powerful as it glided through the air and met the first tree. There was no battle between the tree and the cum, the white jet just moved right through the tree and into the forest. The girls gasped as a few trees fell, they were all amazed, but nothing prepared them for what came next. Instead of dying out, the jet just kept going,. The long... long... long car ride back and forth from work.You were also way too busy running maintenance on the "ancient" cabin, so much so that your sex life suffered and this week you and your wife had not had barely any intimacy which explained her rare bitchy demeanor going full time.Life wasn't so bad back then... Its only recently the real trouble began. You think it all started on wednesday when your wife "accidentally" woke you up as she was going to work...As your eyes switch between. I replaced the cash filled grease tubes into the case of other tubes filled with grease. I also replaced the lock box that contained the unused false identities.I went back to the living room where I left the electronic gear I had used in the days before the industrial park adventure. It hadn't been quite two months, but I had been gone long enough to accumulate junk mail on the computer and a long list of voice mail messages on my cell phone.I turned on the water before I began thinking about. Quaint small sharp roofed farm houses could be seen in the distance adding to the beauty of the setting.If only things had not happened the way they had in Paris, she might have been enjoying this with Kevin.She was almost beginning to regret her hasty decision to leave before he returned when her thoughts were interrupted by a feminine French voice speaking excellent English."Excuse me, you are American, aren't you?" a stately, well- groomed woman asked, smiling pleasantly."Why, yes I am,".