“A strain in his rear left leg,” I answered. “Did the wrapping help?” I asked. “Seems to be. Arrow is not favoring the leg amateur like he was,” he answered. “What is being done about your car?” “I called Hank. He is coming in the morning to determine what is wrong. I made Andy supper,” she said nodding her head my way. “I will be taking him into town to get a room for the night.” “I see,” her grandfather said with some hesitation is his voice. “Call the house if you need me. I need to get back to the chores.” Maria kissed him on the cheek and said, “Thanks indian for checking on me. Everything is fine.” He left. Maria waved and shut the door. “My 3 acres was once part of his farm field. He gave me 3 acres when I graduated high school. Then helped build my house when I graduated college. My grandparents raised me after my parents died, so he is also like a father to me,” she explained. “He is very protective.” “I understand,” I said. “Should we get back to Max?” She agreed and again sat down with Max between us. I put on my stethoscope and listened to Max's heartbeat. His heart rate was very normal. I listened to Max’s lungs and intestines. Everything again sounded normal. I then felt his abdomen, again normal. I checked his mouth nothing abnormal. I then took out a thermometer and checked his temperature. A little over 101, in the normal range. Good food, even better wine and stimulating conversation, which towards the end of the second bottle, turned to sex and in particular our sex life. “I can’t believe you flew all the way to Germany!” She said. Most of the time they were stretched to their limits, full 5 inches off her crotch. Besides, don't fool yourself, you're not that much to get excited about!", again she gave that delightful rippling laugh of hers so I poked my tongue out at her and she did the same to me. John came up to the office and asked if he could open a couple of bottles of wine. Sara was now biting one nipple amateur and pinching the other when we heard Ash growl, "Time to wrap up the story girls. And the blackness came back, and Night Eyes returned. My pedalling slowed down and the Sybian’s motor slowed. “I think you better leave,” I said, standing up. If we're together, we can do whatever we like. Note - This is a work of fiction. “You’ve been spending a lot of time indian with Her Highness.” Willowbud noted, “Should I be worried?” I kissed her and turned to leave the store. I pushed in with my mouth, licking and sucking her gorgeous pussy. She wrapped her legs around me, and refused to let go. _______________________ I still wasn’t entirely sure where those steps were headed, but they seemed right and I was trusting my instincts on this one. I began tugging at them and rolling them between my fingers—just like I did my own during the few times I actually masturbated. ‘You’re a disgusting old dyke and you don’t get to cum until I get my money. "UGHHHH!!!" he sighed, the last spurts of cum wrung from his balls, deposited in her helpless young pussy.