Ecstasy gushed through her cunt. Her nails clawed at the storm swirling past the window when she finally came. Scales along her ribs shimmered while ...he panted. Echoes from her climax continued twitching through her pussy. She grabbed his zipper and snapped it apart with a quick tug. His surprised gasp echoed through the airlock. She tore open his underwear at the seam. An eager cock bobbed into her view. A final yank cast his underwear adrift. She caressed the velvet smoothness of his. He following story is created for a very, inspiring, lets say, friend.. It does build up to a very rewarding ending, I just wanted to build up some tension before that, trying to describe a few of the many things that'd be going through my head in this scenario :) I do hope you enjoy it and get at least half as horny as I've gotten writing and thinking about it, over and over again >. Usally we don't want to hear that, but this night was different. This night, last call ment our waitress would be getting off work soon, and hopefully getting off with the two of us. We waited for her to finish up, and the three of us were off to a hotel to get to know each other better.We got to a hotel and we all began to talk and started to find out a little more about each of us, more than just a couple that came into the club and a waitress that served them. Information was exchanged and. The bolt strike was not immediately fatal, but it did cause the horse to stumble, pitching the rider over its head into the path of another horse. This was the horse that Keith was aiming at, so his bolt hit the horse in the hip as it swerved to avoid the falling horse in front. This horse also tumbled, spilling its rider into the path of oncoming horses.The first two riders were killed by their falls, so they were completely out of the fight. The rest of the Indians were caught by surprise and.