She could see why the boys were bragging on his expertise in a face to face knuckles fight because his hands were rugged and huge. They were not at al...l like a gunfighter's hands that tended to be long, slender and soft like a girl's tender bottom. A lot of the hired guns out at the Rocking "R" were in the habit of wearing thin leather gloves and she knew from experience that was a dead giveaway of their gun slinging ways.Suddenly, Dixie knew it was time for her to learn more about men and why. Hard and deep, he drove into her. Thick and swollen, the massive stalk of her husband's sex drilled into the hot, lusty pocket of her pussy. She groaned, grateful for the stiff invasion of her wanton body.He felt good. He filled her, his bulky tool stretching the spongy folds of her vagina. She moaned, squeezing down around him. She squeezed, making herself as tight as possible for him, giving him as much pleasure as she could."Yesss," she whispered. "God, yes!"His hips jerked up, his fat rod. Although I am typically a fiercely-independent woman well on her way up the corporate ladder, the sight – or even the mere mention – of this anatomy causes me to swoon. Here I am, a member of the majority, kneeling before a member of the minority, yet I feel – deep in my heart, I absolutely, positively, undoubtedly KNOW – that this is where I belong: on my knees, between these thighs, adoring and even worshipping this anatomy. Between my fingers and between my lips, I feel the twitch again as. "I dug deep and finally remembered her name. "Sue Thomas, right?" Yes. My daughter and I are living in a house right now, and..." How old is your daughter?" Candy is five" Why a condo instead of a house?" I hate yard work, and we have a huge yard. The house sits on an acre. I got the house in the divorce settlement, which was a good thing, but upkeep on the house and grounds is costing me an arm and a leg. If I sell the house, I can pay cash for one of the condos and have enough left over to.