As the day came to an end, he had one more call to make. The store he called on was a small boutique. The one time he had called before, the owner h...d been out, and was not to return that day. Time meant money for Roger, so he left his card and told the young woman that was working he would return in a few weeks. As it turned out it was two weeks to the day, when he pulled his mid size Chevrolet up in front of the boutique for his return call. The same young woman was at the front. Very soon the pain becomes unbearable as Dales fat cock stretches my hole in the same way he did my sisters, I look at my mother and sister who both wince at the sound of me yelling out in pain but it quickly subsided as Dale bottomed out, he slowly began to fuck my hole but I sensed that he was already ready to blow inside me and sure enough two minutes later he also slammed deep into me and shot his second load and quickly withdrew as well. I was somewhat relieved that it was all almost over,. It is probable 'Retvizan' came from the name of a Tsarist, Pre-Dreadnought ironclad based in the Far East in 1904. As Gregory was thought to have come from Vladivostok, originally, this is a reasonable assumption. The Battleship, itself, was called after a Swedish two-decker, captured at the Battle of Sveaborg in 1790.In 1922 Gregory Retvizan was a committed Bolshevik and member of the CHEKA. He had arrived in Perm as part of a contingent of Siberian troops bound for the West as. I always noticed the way he looked at me. His sight would always gravitate to my ass. It seemed as if every time he could get a glance of it he would. At least that’s what I would tell myself. I pictured him undressing me and putting his big hands all over by slim, smooth body. My frustration was reaching desperate levels. I needed a fix. I needed his cock inside me. I was craving it like a drug. I knew I had to get him to make a move, but I knew he wouldn’t try unless I hinted that it was.