Diablo’s a good horse but he’s been mistreated. His mouth has scars from someone with a heavy hand sawing at the bit and his flanks have marks sho...wing someone used those big Mexican spurs on him. It’s no wonder he doesn’t trust people. I’ll work with him as we travel, it will take a little time but he’ll be a fine animal.’ He slept under a wagon that night and the next day went back to town for some personal supplies. He wouldn’t need much but there were some things he thought of after talking. But I had promises to keep, as the poem goes… Action! MartaI was finding it really hard to concentrate.On the one hand, Sir went quiet for what seemed like an age, then started bustling around, moving things, dragging furniture, and clinking things together, all very mysterious. The blindfold prevented me from seeing what the hell he was doing, so I spent the time trying to figure out what going on from sound alone. It was driving me crazy.On the other hand, my cunt was driving me crazy as. To ek din subhe main gayi baba k room pain or unko uthane ki kosis ki par voh nahi uthe to maine unka lund pakdke chusne lagi. Malkeen mujse nahi rha gaya tabhu baba jag gaye or main dar gayi lekin voh kuch nahi bole or voh uthe apna kamre ka door lock kiya or bola sangeeta chuso ab koi tumhe pareshan nahi karenga or voh mere god main ake let gaye or mera blouse kholke mere mumme chus rhe the or main unka lund.Me: or main uske muh main jad gaya or uss din se roh main usse apna lund chusne deta. I lowered my head down and at first, ran my tongue over her pubic hair before I moved over to her cunt lips and started to lick and suck on them. She tried to thrash about, but with Ron sitting on her and me now holding her legs apart, she was losing her battle to stop us and when I drove my tongue into her cunt, I could tell she was starting to relent. I ran my tongue up and down her now wet cunt and gently bit on her clit and cunt lips, savoring the taste of her cunt and juices as Ron.