”“Why do you want me to do this so bad?” Steph asked, and then chuckled.“Because I want you to get over being nervous about everything. That a...shole isn’t standing around waiting to preach to you any more. Besides, the more money both of us have, the more money we can go shopping with. Just say yes. Say yes. Say yes.”It was a moment that was all too familiar, and one she hadn’t experienced in so long. Jill had always been able to encourage her to take risks, and it worked again.“Okay,”. Their crossbowmen would have to stay close enough to the roadway to be reasonably sure of a decent shot... As we approached the barricade, a single shot, that sounded like it was from a handgun, spanged off the blade of the snowplow and a male voice echoed through the canyon."That's far enough. If you get out of the trucks and walk back down the canyon, we'll let you live. We've got you surrounded and if you try to fight, you'll die." Well," I told him, keeping the roan I was riding dancing, as. We made it to her house after driving for about 25 minutes. It was in a nearby town and was the only house that I had seen in miles.There was no going back now. We arrived at her house and she walked beside me to the front door. Tonight certainly wasn't what I had planned, in fact it seemed to have turned out so much better. I just hoped she wouldn't take too long to make her move once we got inside. We sat in her living room, just talking for about half an hour. I had been expecting something. I mean you aren't much bigger than my finger."As he said it, he reached around with one hand grabbing my penis and with his other hand stuck out his index finger next to it.He was right, my penis was shorter than his index finger, but slightly thicker, not much though.He handed me a joint."But like I said, just because you have a clit doesn't mean you are a bad fuck. You just need to reorient your role. You are going to be such an amazing fuck," he whispered in my ear, biting my earlobe at the.