Jutta rallied her courage and slid down the Count’s massive body. She kissed and nuzzled the giant member, pushing the thick sleeve back to fully re...eal the thick head. The Count smiled to himself, again thanking Maria for her generous tutoring to his amorous young wife. She would need more actual practice, he thought, as Jutta clumsily tongued the stream of fluid that ran along his bulb before attempting to take the head into her mouth. Jutta gagged almost immediately, and not wanting to. But, he also reasoned the day would never have been like this if she had still been alive. For one thing, they probably would not have been in Bradford at all; Julie didn't like the town, thought it was too primitive and too far out in flyover country to pay attention to. The only times she'd been there were when Dave had insisted it had been too long, and she'd never been happy when there.No, if she still had been alive, the Christmas celebration would have been much more low-key in their. Soon we became good friends even after swimming we both use to hangout in club or hotel for lunch or dinner.We were enjoying each other company. She said she is having good time after a long time as her husband mostly travels for job purpose. I thought she might be missing him and sexual needs. I asked don’t your husband, she said she misses but cannot do anything as she wants to loyal with him. Tears started to flow from her eyes I said dont worry everything will be alright and rubbed her. Lorenzo had gathered his pony crew and was pulling the rifles and saddlebags off each horse. Within minutes the horses had been lead away.Poncho asked for volunteers and with twenty others along with his sons, they took the dead men to God. As others had found, they were sidetracked to the west side of the sun. They stood and watched as the 32 riders went into the sun. Poncho took his twenty or so volunteers to God. They kneeled and prayed for the souls of the men. Poncho said hi to Gaia and.