”“Well, you could probably win a driving contest, if you tried,” Terry said.“No I couldn’t. I have a confession to make. Lining up that bar ...as just pure dumb luck.”“So is winning those driving contests, “Terry replied. “Well, I’m off to make a few hay bales. See you about one or so?”“Yeah. Hey, listen. Bob told me about the ground hog hole. You be careful out there, Buster. Why don’t you take my cell phone with you. I’ll be in and around the house mostly, and if there is any problem, you can. (I am shuddering afresh at the memory. And a little sore, too, but not sore enough to keep me from fingering myself.)My mind takes me back to last night. Your she-cock so impossibly big, my pussy so delicate and tight. But you forced it in by sheer brute strength. No matter how much I screamed, no matter how much I begged, you drove it deep into me over and over and over, knowing full well what I needed. (My fingers are franticly fucking away now inside my tender pussy, while with my other hand. She massaged the sack and felt the balls sliding around inside, big balls to go with a big cock. She wrapped her hand around one ball and it filled her hand. She looked at the massive shaft hovering a few inches above Fred's abdomen. The big shaft was just too large to spring straight up the way Jim's did.It just swayed back and forth slightly, fighting gravity.Ann felt a warm hand on her breast."May I?" said Fred."ummm hmm." Ann replied, worried that once he started playing with her tits she. I could not leave them behind." Then they can come along. But they are to stay in the work room and stay quiet." Fred spun the command chair back around to face the main screen. "Diane, please put those vehicles you guys were talking about on screen." Sorry Fred, they are being blocked by all the buildings." Ok. Target weapons at both ends of the street and let me know what shows up."Lucy told us. "We have a lot of radio chatter, mainly American." What else?" Some sound French, and something in.