Tabi maine dekha ki maahi ne apni penty utaru aur gattu ko dhakka dekr boli sale bht tadpaya h tune mujhe aur uske lund k upr baith gai .. Aur boli aa...j mai tujhe chodungi aur lund ko chut me daal ne lagi ho log phle b ye kr chuke the is lie unhe adat thiTabi maahi ne uske upr aakr uska lund apni chut me lekr baith gai aur boli ye jhat sa lund mera kya kar paega mere dost ka lund chuta h to vo apni gf ko setisfy ni kr pata aur vo kudne lagi aah aah krte krte tabi mai b mutth maar rha tha aur. There wasn't time for shoes so I ran down the hall to the front door. Hestarted banging again. I collected myself, assured that he would neverknow I was really a boy, and opened the door. "Are you the woman of the house?" he asked. I thought I could get thisover with quickly without having to speak. No such luck. "Yes," I said trying to sound girly. "Tabatha?" he questioned. 'Who?' I thought to myself. "My name is Tatum." 'Who is Tabatha? I think my mom watched one too many soap operas.. Excusing himself a tipsy Sam made his way to the club’s restrooms.“Oops. Looks like I offended someone. I’ll never understand why men have to be so sensitive about not getting laid. Brush it off buddy!” Eva shouted after him.More laughter swept across the crowd. This time at Sam’s expense.Walking into the Bare Laugh’s restroom Sam found that at some point since his last visit the club owner’s had seen fit to mounted a wide screen monitor over the urinals. Presumable so that their patrons could. The ramrod showed up and asked Cookie what had happened. Cookie told his story, and everybody thanked me for looking after Cookie by killing the galoot what was beating on him. Cookie was not only the best camp cook in the county, but he was a friend to every man working the roundup. Everyone of them was happy to see what had happened to the galoot what was hurting their friend. The men who had given me a hard time at first all said how sorry they were, and we were all friends again.The ramrod.