The club owner had some girl he was trying to get next to, but his girlfriend was there to, so he asked me would I take his girlfriend home, so I told...him you know I’m riding my motorcycle. He said, it would be okay because she like riding a motorcycle. She was about 35 I wasn't attracted to her. So I guess he didn't feel threatened by me taking her home, so we left, she lived about 25 miles away from the club, and so we got to her house, Come in and have some coffee I said okay. She asked me. I cut two army wool blankets into two-inch strips and braided them into a nice, thick rug. I used "button and carpet thread" to finish it off. It ended up being about an inch thick because I double-folded the strips as I braided them. I checked with the doc to find out what dog food I should be feeding him and stocked up. I got some of the wet stuff in cans for a weekly treat and wasn't bashful about feeding him table scraps. The fat would keep his coat shiny and the exercise of running around. Gaynor’s hands left my buttocks and she put her arms around my back, finger tips scraping my shoulders and spine as she rocked and rolled under me. I kissed her neck and she murmured in my ear. “Just there, just like that, oh yes, that’s it… don’t stop, just like that… keep going.” Gaynor thrust to meet me, my cock fully inserted, until her body stiffened. She held her breath, her nails clawing me as I pressed my pulsating tube in her depth. Suddenly and loudly, she gasped, air burst from. A strap around her neck and then I interlocked one around her ankles anchoring them behind her head and then I quickly undressed, "No James," she said, "It's too uncomfortable." Shut up," I ordered, I knelt on the bed and pushed firmly into her red hot and very wet sex.I must have thrust at least three times before I agreed, it was bloody uncomfortable, so I pulled out and lifted her from the bed, she got really worried being essentially helpless, and she screamed most of the way to my bedroom,.