Temple and I looked at each other, we are amazed. "Wow!" was all either of us could say. Just as Temple and I started getting comfortable again, the f...cking phone rang again."Miss, its Sharon Petersen!" Yes, what can I do for you?" I am right outside your door, may I come in?" Now is not a good time." I wouldn't be here if it wasn't important." Okay, just give me a minute."I hung up the phone, "The hotel manager is outside. She wants to speak to me."Temple paled, which surprised the hell out of. To my surprise the stand was high enough that it prevented the horse from entering me more than 10 inches. The horse bucked with no real rhythm, but it was forceful and deep. I screamed with each thrust and felt it growing in girth. I looked down and saw it was now about 8 inches wide. I couldn't believe something that big was fucking me. It felt so good. Every now and then the horse would stop and I could feel its hot cock pulse inside me. My ex untied one of my hands and put it on my. In the manner of the best books on etiquette, she placed the tray on theside table designed for service, placed the rolls on our bread plateswith silver tongs, then served the soup into the bowls placed in frontof us, all the crockery being an elegant bone china. As we started onthe soup, the housekeeper splashed a little red wine into my wife'sglass. She tasted it and approved.I found this a bit rich. My wife had never been asked to check a wine'squality before, she wouldn't even have known. I help people out, and they remember me, and help me out back. One lady, I tripped the punk who had just snatched her purse, and it went flying. I got to it first, and just then a cop drove by, and he faded. I took it back to her, and told her I was Mike, and I lived on the street. She told me her name, and where she worked, and I had another friend.Another time, I saved a dog that had been backed into a dead end by some younger kids. They was throwing bottles and bricks at it, some of the.