"Well, I was jogging by there while ago and these young guys whistled and hollered at me from their balcony. Can you believe that! I am old enough to ...e their mother and looked like such a mess." I was trying to frame my response without being too forward, but wasn't at all surprised. "Well, you are a very attractive woman and obviously keep yourself in good shape" I stammered. "Oh, thank you! You are such a sweetheart! Sandy beamed. "Here's to Friday afternoon!" Sandy said as she picked up her. Then I took the thick mushroom head in my mouth. Patiently I sank with my head over his cock. I wanted to feel him inside me. I pushed his huge cock down my throat. I gagged, longing for some breath. He pulled my head back, making me take a break. But I insisted, swallowing this thing again, slowly until my larynx was used to the invasion. I pushed my head harder, until this black cock disappeared completely in my throat. The feeling was great. I heard Shawn was moaning in pleasure. He started. Reaching up, he grabbed the other man's coat and jerked him from his horse. Luck wasn't so kind to the unseated rider, because his boot caught in the stirrup, hurling him headfirst into the ground.Snatching up the pistol that had tumbled to the ground, Clint panted for breath and stared at the young man. After a few moments, he nudged the boy with his boot and got no response. A closer look told him the kid was breathing, but he was obviously unconscious. Blood was starting to trickle out from. She wanted him so badly last night. His hands looked so strong, like they knew exactly how to touch and please a woman. Her hand brushes against her nipple, the touch feeling like an electric jolt running through her. With a soft smile, she imagines for a moment that it’s Timothy’s hand touching her. Her body glistening with water and soapy bubbles, she catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror opposite the shower. The mist on the mirror makes her seem unreal. She watches her hand slip down.