I drove down to King Ranch to look at a couple of bulls for adding to my breeding stock the next day and wound up staying a week. They were hell on wh...els for hospitality. I went hunting several times with them and took back a couple of Rio Grande turkeys they dressed and froze for me. They were a little overstocked on bulls and had done business with my dad for years so I left with the bulls at a much lower price than I had expected I would have to pay. Driving back, I found my thoughts. My wife used to come to the races and wait for me when she was alive. That ended when she was killed in a car accident when I started this streak. I continued on despite mourning her because she would have wanted me to. She knew I loved running. She was my biggest fan, one of the many reasons I loved her so.The route wasn't too bad, flat for the first three miles, then a medium-sized uphill, and then flat after the downhill. I was chugging along at my usual pace when my phone rang. I usually. "Nona closed her bedroom door behind her, locking it. Letting out a sigh, she removed her clothing. First the bikini top, freeing breasts as yet unseen by any non-doctor male, then the bottoms where the same was definitely true of what was revealed there. It's not the same, she thought. There was always this great sense of release when she retreated to her room at home and shed her clothing, as if she was shedding all the day's problems. She was no longer wearing enough for the same to be the. ..some kind of energy release.” Wow. This was beyond anything I had heard about. Chrissy just smiled and looked down at my raging hard-on. She got a twinkle in her eyes. “Now it’s your turn.” She said. I lay back on the other end of the couch and Chrissy got between my legs. She stroked my dick looking at it intently. She ran her fingers over the veins. She pulled what is left of my foreskin up over the head. She squeezed my dick hard and asked, “Does this hurt?” I told her no. That it would be.