They seemed to want to get away from the rain as much as he did.As the feeling of cold bitter loneliness engulfs his body, vivid pictures of Bern rush...to the front of his mind as though a TV had been switched on in the pitch-black vacuum of the room.Shaking his head, physically trying to make the images fall out, snaps him back to life"Focus for Christ sake, no time for memory lane now" stating aloudRifling through the stack of newspaper on the table he scours for any little article, just a few. I can't say how he come to be a Colonel or even if he really is one, but I can tell you he has some good horses. He claims his best stallion is a full brother to Steel Dust, but he claims a lot of things."Whether it is or ain't, it's a good big fast horse and he breeds true pretty much. I'm sure you can find one you like at his place," he said."Thanks for that, and if you'll let me set my things down here, I'll unsaddle your horse and go see if I can find Silas. My name's Bill Jefferson, by the. ” She was squirming all over my bed. She was holding my iron headboard, while she was grinding on my face. Her pussy was the sweetest cunt I’ve tasted in years. My wife really wasn’t an oral sex kind of a lady. She loved to give me head, but rarely let me lick her pussy. To taste Jasmines cunt was like Christmas Day. I pushed my tongue through her pussy lips and tongue fucked her hard. “Oh God, that feels so fucking good. I’m going to come, Henry.” She was bucking her hips and grinding her. That's it.Well, here i am, new year new me, dinner was ok, the dress was ok, the lingerie suited me but it was a bit too small because by definition it's not meant to handle all my "parts" i have but i dont need... so i had a bit problems with that, not because i got erections, im not that kind of girl, but tucking for all night was a bit hard... he was ok, well dressed, smelled good, i made him have one of his "blue pills" by putting it in my mouth and deepkissing him during dinner, also i.