It makes her legs look incredible the gloss and shine off her pantyhose is incredible. She still has her heels on and her calfs and legs look so good ...I can feel myself just staring at her legs as she walks in and around the table. I lift my head up to talk to her and ask how her day has been, not good she replies stressful and tiring I think once I have done this massage and I have fixed your back should we just watch a film? As I go to reply I lift up as she reaches into the cupboard for the. "When will that fucking dog ever cease barking?" So then I decided to encourage her, for in a way the thought of actually screwing Maud and having those melons of tits swinging back and forth as I drove inches up her arse, made my cock already hard tingle with anticipation."Yes I fucked her", I said. "But only after she had sucked my cock but it was some time back before her parents sold up and moved out West. As you are aware every time Mary came down from up North she would ring the wife and. To intoxicated for words we began a tread back to my friends flat, a place i often retreat to since he’s out most of the time and i like the area he lives in. ~~~We fell to the sofa, the tv blaring out images my mind didn’t care enough to make sense of. I found her head laying on my shoulder, arms wrapped around my waist. A rush of feeling flooded back through my mind as i pulled memories of our last encounter to the front of my mind.This was an especially interesting girl. She endeared me,. My thinking was clearer now. My pain was clearer too. My head didn't hurt as much, but my ribs and hip and thigh hurt like hell. Not screaming pain, but a dull, continuous, throbbing pain.I lay there, trying to assess my situation. In a hospital? Definitely. Concussion? Likely. Broken ribs? Likely. Fractured hip and maybe femur? Possibly. Tube in my throat? Definitely. Punctured lung? Possibly. If only half this was fact, I was one fucked up cowboy. Who was I? Colin Stewart. Where was I?.