” “Oh, yes, please, fuck me, come in me, please do it, I want it, I want you.” Anna gabbled, the words tripping over each other in her eagerness... and need. “That's right, you filthy girl, you want it, you can have it.” he growled, and he drew back and then powered his way deep inside Anna again, over and over, hard and deep, and she knew she was heading for another orgasm, amazed that her exhausted, ill-used body could gather the energy. As the spasms overwhelmed her once more, she heard him. The owners of the café were kind enough to let me set up in back for the night. The next morning, I respectfully ate breakfast at the same café before heading on my way. The breakfast was good, but then again, it was hard to mess up bacon and eggs.I decided to take I-35 south from Dallas towards San Antonio and stopped in Austin for the night. I’d been looking for signs of large ranches ever since I’d gotten into Texas but hadn’t really found anything. I’d ask the clerks when I’d fill up with. He's ALWAYS got time, and is ready to listen to ya'. HE LOVES when ya' talk to 'im."Granny's voice echoed in her mind. Over and over. "TRUST HIM!!! TRUST HIM!!! TRUST HIM!!!"Chloe sat her nearly empty bottle on the coffee table, and sank to her knees. She hadn't done this in so long, she wondered if she was doing it right. She raised her head to look around. She was alone. It had seemed as if someone had put their hand on her shoulder, for just a second.She bowed her head, and began. Pouring. It had been raining quite heavily mid morning, and the ground still held a light sheen of wetness. Added to this, the gradient was steep.Until she slid, I hadn't noticed that she was carrying a basket. Now I did, because the basket jerked, flinging some of its contents, all bottles, into the air. The bottles hit the slope before she did. Unbroken, three of them started to roll down the slope towards me. I reacted quickly enough to impress myself and quickly enough to help, stopping the leading.