." the stories all started with that. Eight miles long and steep enough for truck runoffs every mile, Montana posts troopers strictly for speeders. Th... hill has a sixty-five mph limit ... very enforced. Each and every ticket issued to the bicyclists was for at least 75."Didn't you pay the fine?" Heck no ... can't beat a speeding ticket for proof."And someone else said, "Except for Annie's broken leg."Everybody laughed and someone asked what we were doing.Grace said, "Buying a boat."That brought. I introduced some of my male friends to Kim as they were walking about looking for a sissy participant. Finally three of my black friends, Bill, Hank and Dave, asked if they could take Kim. "Hey guys , that's why I brought her here, she craves cock!!" Oh my God I had my own private porn movie with Kim as the star. In a matter of moments one, of the men had Kim impale her self on his engorged 10 inch cock while the other two stood and Kim gave them a great blow Job alternating between them. She. That's exactly what I want you to do," Trish said, still sounding just like a little girl. "I want you to pet my little pussy right now, and play with it, and make me tinkle. Can you do that for me, Daddy?" Jesus, Trish, where did you learn to talk like that?" Bill asked, in a last ditch effort to try to delay what he knew would be the inevitable outcome of Trish's pussy-fondling request. He knew that once his fingers were in his own daughter's pussy, his dick would soon follow, at some. At least, now, he had an interested party, albeit his personal trainer, to walk with him. His walks around the neighborhood were not much of a routine in exercise as it was an event in socialization. No matter where he walked, people would come out of their homes to greet him, invite him in their homes, pay their respects, thank him, and give him baked goods. It was apparent that if he was to take exercising seriously, he could not do it by walking his streets. He would have to work out in his.