And, I have the strange but strong feeling my days are running out. The long, roller coaster ride began on the stage coach trip from the train station... to our isolated ranch in central Texas. After chasing off the Indians that attacked us, an exercise in which I managed to drop three of them with a Colt, one of the passengers, Dell, and I became quite friendly. We became so friendly that we fucked that night in town where we got off the train--all night, too; He was made the new ranch foreman. After couple of years when I was 18 years of age I started looking my mother’s affairs and household things. My mother was bold and capable in her office and society but she was not so at home .she given all responsibilities to me. She started saying me as the man of house and wants me to be like that. She would cook what I like and she would obey anything I say. In fact I was little sceptical as she behaved more like afraid of me that I would leave her and go away. The two years have been. I decided on a two-prong approach - find the right agency and also look for film work (more later)I tried a few agencies and settled on one run by a lady named Babs that covers Croydon and South London. Babs and I got on like a house on fire and she said that a) I had the right attitude (couples as well as singles), b) I was a really 'sexy' mature still with curves in all the right places, c) I could work day times as well as evenings d) punters of all ages would keep cumming back because I. "Now I'm going to fuck that mouth good" he whispered and, lifting his hips a little, guided the head to my mouth. I moaned and my nostrils flared as his cock filled me, feeling him ease forward slowly and gently, pushing on even when I gagged a little, but I noticed in this position the sensation soon passed and he was able to keep going until I felt his balls on my nose.He leaned forward over me, his hands on the bed on either side of my hips, and my hands rose instinctively to his chest,.