You live alone so it’s not like anybody is coming home tonight. We both know that even if you brought someone back to his great home there would be ...a stick between their legs, thus making him a guy.Tom: I never said anythingCharlie; You didn’t have to Tom; I caught you adjusting your crotch each time you left my company. Funny thing, there were no females anywhere around but plenty of guys.Tom: Ah, I don’t think so Charlie.Charlie: Yea, you don’t think so, then why do your jeans have a wet spot. I had expected this man to make an appointment with me in the manner of white men. He did no such thing.“Many moons later, my grandson tells me that this white man had gone for a walk and that he might be coming to meet me. I went to a ceremony to walk with the spirits. As I waited, this white man comes walking out of the desert in the company of a cougar. He greets me in the old way; waiting patiently for me to notice him and meet with him on my terms. He brought tobacco.“He joined me in a. She pulls it down and away as she pushes the asparagus, thick stem first into my ass.I’m leaking and drooling precum as she milks me, stuffing my ass full of asparagus pulled from her body. She pushes more deeply inside me as she jerks me roughly with her dirty hand. She rolls me over, so that I’m sitting up, bare ass on the dirt with asparagus up my butt. She takes my firm erection in her hand, its pointing straight up and at her face. She takes more asparagus from a nearby patch and stands. "No, but you will get have a little of his cock in that cute cunt of yours." And with a final smile she left the room."Okay Bill," said Vikki as she jumped off his lap, "let's get naked."Bill was stunned at the casual way Vikki stripped off, especially considering the events of last night in the park, and he said so.Vikki grabbed Bill by the hand and indicated that he should stand. When he did she began to undo his shirt as she spoke. "Bill, this is me, I like nothing better than taking my.