The last name came after a barroom fight left a pile of grapes on the floor that local punsters claimed to a traveler, were eyes gouged out in the fig...t. That name stuck for a while.A few miles further lay the infamous eighteen mile Jericho Gap and town of the same name and nearby Groom. This stretch of road remained unpaved for a long time and became an impassable quagmire of mud in the event of rain.Finally, at one-thousand and ninety-five miles past Go, I reached Amarillo. The name means. We swore vows to be always faithful and she was happily breaking those vows with some guy she just met at a bar. The hussy. My beautiful, loving hussy. The man leaned over, whispering something in her ear and she gave a wicked laugh. The man stood up and led her to the mens room. I finished my beer, my cock was hard in my pants. A sick feeling roiled in my guts. My wife was getting fucked in the bathroom of this dive bar. I waited a minute, and then followed them in. The last stall was occupied. Laying her on the bed on her back, I sucked those nipples and kissed her all over. Kissing and licking everything I finally got down to her bald pussy. I don’t know if her pussy was bald because she shaved or because of the chemo and I didn’t care. I buried my face in her snatch, licking and sucking with everything I could. Obviously, she took care of herself because she smelled good, which made me try even more to make her cum on my face. I consider myself a fairly good pussy-eater as I have. Lou surprised himself by cumming twice more in the preteen honey hole before she collapsed fucked out on top of him She squeezed and squeezed at his deflating dick as he slowly slipped out of her. She felt a steady stream of white slow wet warmth trickle out of her too, as his semen dribbled feely out of her, matting their crotches together. She just lay on top of this beautiful man and relaxed through a series of aftershocks After a few minutes, Lou gently pushed Hannah up and said I think we.