"Did you like my car?" Brittany asked. "It's nice," Janice said, already starting to get glassy-eyed. "Do you know how I paid for it?" Brittany aske.... "By being sexy?" Janice said, then asked "You want to do things with me, don't you?" "Sort of," Brittany said. "I'm hoping you'll let some men do things with you." "What kind of things?" Janice asked. She looked a little nervous, but she seemed eager, too."That depends on you," Brittany said. She took Janice's glass, asking "Do you want. My dick went in and out of her in nice even strokes. I began to withdraw about half of my cock and then gently slid it all the way back in. For me it was an incredible sexual experience, her pussy was so tight it felt like my cock was being massaged all over by the tight muscles in her vagina. Soon Fran began moaning softly and I could tell that she was moving her body back and forth and now we were both slowly fucking. Fran was beginning to enjoy this experience. With each stroke I withdrew. So, Harry, who as I said, was very bright, went out and did the best he could by his family in the time he had left. He bought a new house, ran up the credit cards, took out loans, and got a ton of cheap term life insurance,” Frank said analytically.“Jesus, Frank, you sound like a fucking insurance salesman!” protested his wife disgustedly.Sue surprised her by patting Frank’s hand. “I think you’re right, Frank. We had insurance checks coming out of the woodwork after he died. I’d have preferred. "Now, now, that's no way to treat a fine weapon." I slung my long gun over my shoulder and walked forward and retrieved the assault rifle from between the legs of his skittish mount.I checked the safety, ejected the clip, cleared the chamber and used the sleeve of my jacket to dust the dirt from the gun."Much better. I suggest you stow it for safekeeping." I nodded to the empty scabbard at his side."Gentlemen, please keep your hands on your saddle horns where we can see them. Thank you very.