Katya told me that I was looking like a "virgin prick" so I just was waiting for the moment that I receive a message of her.Two days later, I received...a message, it was her! She asked me (In an almost not understandable English) that she was ready to go for a walk in the city. Then, we meet in the same restaurant I've seen her the first time, we went there to dinner and we talk about ourselves, my Spanish was terrible but she laught everytime I tried to talked with her in that way and that made. She moaned, “Oh, yes!” as continued burying my rock hard penis deeper into her tight vagina. She let out a gasp as my balls finally were pressed firmly up against her perfect ass.We embraced each other and let our tongues caress one another. I began my steady, rhythmic, thrusts as we tried desperately to grind our hips together as hard as we could. My head began swimming in the thoughts of how turned on we were making each other. As we kept going at it, I positioned myself back on my knees so I. My wife’s clothes and jewelry fit her just fine. I made it a practice to take her out to dinner several times a month. We, jokingly, called our outings ‘dates’ although there was initially nothing romantic about them. Our routine continued for a year and a half before we noticed the subtle difference. I was seeing Lois not only as a friend but as an attractive member of the opposite sex. She had, unknown to me, found herself thinking of me in the same way. It was at Thanksgiving dinner that we. We all burst into laugher once we drove past the Leaving Las Vegas road sign as we knew that we would never be returning.I sort of remember the difficult drive up that terribly bad mountain road in our overloaded SUV but I remember making it there and seeing that absolutely nothing was left of the town. Even the wreckage of the miner's trailers had now been cleared away without leaving much of a trace. After a bit of digging, I found a trap door underneath were the trailer of my miner.