He told me to call him Jeff.At the bottom of the stairs, she looked around, but saw no one. Thinking he might be in the weight room, she cautiously op...ned the door, but he wasn't there. At the door to the bigger exercise room, she hesitated, then slowly turning the knob, she pushed the door open an inch or so. She could hear the treadmill running, and knew the sound because of their gym at home. Odd, I can hear the machine very well, but his footsteps on it are barely audible, even for. Then that black man unzipped his pants. Ana and I could see what he was hiding. He was really well hung. His dark cock was at least eleven inches and was incredibly thick. I saw Ana could not break eye contact with that huge black cock. Suddenly I passed out there onto the lounge chair.When I woke up, it was dark outside. I could not see any traces of my wife or my neighbor. Then I saw the lights on at the next house.I approached the living room window on Sam’s house. What I saw shook me; but. Weeeelllll yeah... I could immediately tell this was as good as any vibrator I had ever used. I didn't want to get the water rammed up my vagina or my urethra, so held it back maybe a foot from my body. Even there it was a strong, concentrated stream of water that penetrated, spread my pussy lips and surrounding flesh, reached cavities and corners and in general felt very interesting when pointed down there. It was massaging my entire pussy with a set of individual strong jets of water.After a. I didn't want to be caught short again.One of my new friends was beset by two Chiricahuas, and he was in desperate need of help. I was too far away to reach with either weapon, but I had enough clear space to launch my club at the back of one of them. The stone head of the club impacted between the shoulder blades of the man hard enough to knock him down. I don't know what further damage might have been done by the club because I chopped at his neck with the blade of my tomahawk. I managed to.