.It was a nice autumn day. I woke up early in the morning because I knew Ellen would be coming today. So I got up, and had a nice, long shower... But ...t was kind of too long, because the doorbell rang and I wasn't yet dressed. But hey, it was Ellen, we were so close that I didn't care if she saw me in a towel only. So I went to open the door, wearing nothing but a small towel that only hid the most intimate places of my body.I opened, and there was Ellen. She was wearing a short pink top. She was thin and in great shape. She came home with tips regularly in the amount of three hundred dollars or more on a good night. It was a country bar she worked in. She would wear the tightest and smallest jean shorts you could ever imagine, a plaid tied up shirt that showed her mid drift, worn old brown cowboy boots and a cowboy hat. At the bar she wore two holsters that contained shots. She would walk around the bar and serve the drunken men and women. She gave extra freebie shots out to. They lay together like that until he finally went soft. She lay on her back with his cum in her. It is a good thing I cannot get pregnant, she thought. How many times did he fuck me? How many times will he fuck me? He put the palm of his hand on her mound and let his fingers caress her pussy. He kissed her cheek and neck and shoulders. Sally really was overwhelmed by Ryder.Finally, she asked him, “Are you hungry?”“For you, definitely.”She laughed. “No, silly boy, for breakfast. You know, like. Clark drove a little faster.At the far corner of the iron fence of the cemetery, Katie spotted a street sign with only the word Pine still legible. “This must be it,” she said pointing with confidence.Clark turned and less than fifty yards to their left saw a four-foot statue of a saintly figure on top of a block of granite. As they got closer, the entrance to a driveway appeared.“This definitely is it,” they said in unison.The driveway was long and led them further uphill until they reached a.