‘Please I need help, my mother is hurt. She crashed our car, please help me.’ Watching the person continue to approach him Manuel realized just ho...w small the person was approaching him. It was a boy, a small boy maybe ten or eleven years old. When the boy waved to him Manuel started moving toward him. ‘It’s my mother she’s still in the car, I think she’s hurt bad.’ ‘Where is the car at?’ Manuel asked. ‘It’s over there, just off of the road by that big gulley. The car ran off the road and she’s. This was making my dick even harder and now without hesitation, my hand under t-shirt moved towards her boobs. My left hand was pressing her boobs underneath the bra.Things started getting crazy, we were now kissing each other madly from forehead to neck. But I was not able to press her boobs properly, she understood it and said, “Roko” (stop) and put her hands on the back and removed her bra and kept it in her purse.We once again went on our spree and wow! Her boobs were so pulpy, we were now. I got between her legs and opened her hairy pussy lips and started licking and sucking, she must have been drunk because she never really lets me lick her pussy, and I love licking her cunt out!I then tried licking her arse, and she moaned no, but I kept on licking and fingering her pussy until I could sense her cumming.She then got on all fours for me and I slid my cock into her now very moist pussy and was fucking her nice and steady.I said any chance of fucking you in the arse, and she said. I would have to follow up tomorrow. I was really impatient to start working on Colt's journal, but the fears of radiation had me spooked. It now resided, wrapped in foil and several plastic bags, in the farthest corner of my office – probably too close if it was seriously active, but it was well over a hundred years since Colt wrote that strangely glowing signature. Or was it possible that it was some prank, perhaps a recent owner playing with some radioactive ink?Caroline was busy tonight,.