I am a little spoiled, and tend to get wonderfully fucked by husband 3-4 times a day, so when he can't, i admit i tandrum out like a little girl. las... nite i was especially frustrated, and he was especially frustrated and tired, i know i should have been a "good wife" and left him alone, but i wanted to be fucked, i wanted to suck his cock, wanted to be bent over and fucked hard with deep full strokes, that makes my ass shake, i wanted to spread my ass and let him slide it in deep, then pound. I could see he was the same. Two Christians, fighting in the sun against gladiators and lions, never had as hard a time of it. At the end, we slammed down our glasses at precisely the same time.“I win!” we both shouted at the same time, but it was more instinct than conviction. It was clear that it was a dead heat. I suggested a rematch but instantly regretted it, feeling that I had more than reached my tequila intake limit for a weekday afternoon.“No, ” he said, shaking his head and trying to. She moved to her sister’s in Boston two years ago,’ Samuel said. ‘Good for her. I’m glad that at least one of my parents shows some sense. Good bye Father, I doubt that I’ll ever see you again.’ Dillon stood, looked at his father one last time and left the office. Outside the bank, he mounted the big buckskin stallion that had carried him for hundreds of miles and rode to his father’s house, there was a room over the carriage house where Dillon lived before the war. Hidden behind a false panel. I had gone about four blocks when I almost literally ran into four boys who blocked the sidewalk. One of them said, “Well, well, look what we found, my friends. Fresh meat all done up in a schoolgirl package. What more could we ask for, and she might even be a virgin.” I presumed that sort of talk was supposed to scare me, but it just jazzed up my adrenalin supply. I did give them a chance to escape by saying, “You guys have no idea what your are heading for. I recommend that you back off while.