I look at her and imagine the men who have carnal knowledge of her, ejaculating with such force, as she really is a beautiful girl, and at f******n, w...ll I shall leave that bit to you guys as you know better.Here is a photo I took of her to whet your appetite and ease you into what we are talking about. The reason I am writing about her is that a few weeks back, I started having sexual fantasies about her, about her with older men and the sheer pleasure they would feel, if they could fuck her. Said it had been in a derailment a few years back and messed up the wheels under it. He’s seeing how much we can buy it for and if we can get it moved from the train yards over to near the courthouse.”“If that don’t beat all. Who’ll you get to run it, if you can get that thing moved and set back up?”“I thought of Lorene and Corrine running it. I even thought of Jon David being the waiter boy, like that one in Little Rock I saw. He’d make a good one, the way he likes to talk to strangers and. She could sense the sheer size of him. It was ridiculous. It was inhuman. It was delicious. And then bliss. The Master speared her to her very core, the thought of a shishkabob she had enjoyed last week leaping to mind. Her tiny body nothing but a receptacle for The Master’s lust. His thick, glorious cock sawing in and out of her without remorse. Her trembling body trying to hold on to consciousness as The Master released his grip on her neck enough that she could feel every moment. NOT TODAY. She started yelling at me saying “Just because I don’t want to fuck your sorry ass anymore, doesn’t mean you have to masturbate, your just lucky Lauren wasn’t the one walking in on her excuse of a father. She then stormed out of the house and left to go to her best friend Marla’s house to complain like the immature bitch she is. Me and my wife Linda were married when we were both 27. I saw her at the bar of the MGM GRAND LAS VEGAS’s casino bar a year before we tied the knot and I.