” Laughing, I obliged her. “Now, imagine you’re driving through town. You’re driving that same shit-box minivan that you crashed into a truck ...last month.” “Check.” “Shh! Now, you look at yourself in the rear-view mirror. You look good, maybe the best you ever looked. Shaved. Nice fresh haircut. You’re wearing a tux. You straighten your bowtie.” I did my best to play along. “Now,” she continued, “you pull up in my driveway.” “Why your driveway?” “Shh! Because that’s where all the girls are. When we crossed the finish line, we were among the first thirty, I estimated. The time was 32min 41secs, a surprisingly good time in my opinion. I looked back for her as I began to walk out before stretching and found her once again almost right beside me.“Hi ... you ran very well this morning,” I said. “I’m Kyle Richter,” I added, bending over, my hands on my knees.“I ran well because you gave me a great pace. Thanks for that. I’m Gabrielle Lamont,” she said, holding out her hand.I shook it. In any case, it was enough to discourage them, and they quickly rode away. Otto shouted to the woman, "DON'T SHOOT! I'M ON YER SIDE! I'M COMIN' IN!"She shouted, "COME ON IN! I WON'T SHOOT!" and Otto rode up to where she was. She said, "Thank God, ya came along! I'm much obliged ta ya. I'm Martha Smith. Who might ya be?" Howdy, Miss Smith. I'm Otto Bendrich. What happened?" I was headed back home ta my father's ranch when them two Chiricahuas started chasin' me. I got this far afore my hoss gave. “Oh god i’m fucking cumming” I keep teasing you as you climax your wetness running on my fingers i must taste i lick them fuck you taste so good my cock is so hard i want one more thing i need just too do one more thing with my dirty slut i take out my hard cock and rub it up and down your wet pussy “can i ?” i ask “ oh fuck please please fuck my arse i want your cock in my arse” you reply those words seem to make my cock double in size as i start to press against you tight little hole. Fuck i.