He was probably tired from the day before. We had bet. My leg felt sore from all the kneeing and crouching. After 100 squats in the afternoon and fist...ing in the evening, my legs hurt and I wasn’t able to climb the stairs up. Andy had to carry me and laughing at me. I said, that he wouldn’t be able to walk, if he was in my place. He laughed even louder and said that he can do all of it. So we bet. I bet that he wouldn’t be able to do 200 squats and 100 burpees and then climb up the stairs to the. I watched her face as she sunk down on my cock. her head went back and mouth wide open. Her fingers dug in my shoulder. She popped up and moaned. Thats a lot to take, not have one like this before. Bear with me as I work it in. So she went on her ride. She popped the head in and out. about 15 or so she started cumming. Did she ever cum. she got the head just right and her knees o nthe chair arms allowed her to hover on the head. she came till she got weak. I pulled her up tight and thrust it. Yes, Aaron carried a gun, but it was a derringer he carried in his pocket. I had no idea how competent he was with that gun, but his derringer was a single-shot pistol with a very short barrel. I am not even sure why he carried it—it would have been totally ineffectual if he really needed a gun. Anyway, I made a point of accompanying him whenever he left the shop. That really worked out alright because he usually sent me to do the routine errands while he remained in the shop. In there, he had. At first I wasn’t sure what I was seeing, then I realised it was a naked woman getting into the shower. I could see her washing her long dark hair. With her head back I could see she her pert, gorgeous boobs and imagined the hot water pouring over them. I started to get really horny and reached beneath my small, satin dressing gown. I wasn’t wearing anything underneath and moved my fingers down between my legs to my pussy. I stroked my clit with my fingers and couldn’t believe how wet.