So I wrote this.I'm not sure if I could describe in detail the power felt when shifting that Corvette from Second gear to third, at 4500 RPMs... You c...an feel the mechanics like the bolt action on a powerful rife, slowly but firmly pushing the projectile into the tight virgin barrel. It has Passion, and soul in the way the car fiercely holds you to the seat. Never letting you go, but knowing you are the only one that will take her, Tie her to the road, force her to bend to your will. She. I could see that wanton look in Maria's eyes. She stood up and walked over to me, caressing my shoulder as she leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Do you have anything left for me? I need your hard dick deep in me."She walked away toward the bedroom, looking back at me with an evil grin.By the time I caught up to Maria in the bedroom, she was already naked and lying on it. I started undressing as I approached her. By the time I was at the bed, I was naked, and my cock was rock hard. I. Dragging bales of hay in for Light, loading the truck for export. That sort of thing. One of them, Joshua, has taken well to the ploughing so now I hardly even do that.That leaves me with free time in July that I've never had before. With the wife still at work, there's nothing for me to do. I tried reading, but I can't sit still for that long. Never had a television in this house and I don't plan to.When I started driving Route 18, I'd forgotten about Katherine and her habits. I just wanted to. Angela asked the man on the lap if he had a cock in his ass. He nodded yes. We saw a guy in a corner with his hand around an exposed cock. There were several women there and my ladies struck up a conversation a couple of them and agreed to meet them at the lesbian bar that evening. Their senses were saturated so we decided to walk back to the hotel by way of Rue Royale. Jewelry was purchased along the way. We took a nap then went to dinner at Emeril’s steak place then took a cab to the lesbian.