......... White guy filled the spot between my legs when my BBC moved off of me. OMG, what a monster that dick of his was in thickness.First my BBC...man tired to force his way up to my belly, now white guy was tearing my soft, sweet, warm and cum filled pussy to and past my limit of stretching. I was in such a state of pleasure that I lost all sense of time, location, with the number of body shaking ORGASMS. I was again filled with baby making fluid. I wonder if that would make a spotted. Find a time tomorrow to go and grab the things you absolutely need and part with what you can. We will replace it, if ya really need it.” “You really have thought about this,” Max teases her. “Yer right though, I'm gonna do that. I ain't needing much. Mostly my clothes and important papers. Plus the few things my dad left me. The kids ruined everything else.” Wendy goes out back to collect her things and lock up the back door as Max sends his soon to be ex the text. Wendy can't stop. Primed and ready for action. In a blur of motion...the buxom masked maiden of justice...ran like the animal she was named after...at blinding speed through the town. On the way she sped past the Marshall's Office..where her husband John was on his horse with young Billy Ingram..getting ready to take him home.The horse reared on its hind legs as the beauteous masked woman sped past in a blur. "Whoa boy!..What in blazes..It's..It's the Princess Puma!" gasped Marshall Temple in surprise. He had. My name is John and I live in California. I’m now 52 years old and recently divorced. I have never been overweight and am 6 foot tall dark eyes brown hair. It was the 1970’s and I was having what I thought was the time of my life. Hey I had a car, a part time job, was still living at home, school was fun, and I was playing a lot of baseball. Oh and teenage girls with firm tits and bubble butts were everywhere. What could be better right? Well indeed it did get better that year thanks to my new.