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The two left Uncle Hermans, departing in Bobs pickup, leaving her car behind for gay muscle wrestling now gay muscle wrestling. Susan loved riding in a pickup, she always had. She had never really wanted to own one; she loved her little Audi for everyday use. Pickups were good for nights like this when she was returning to her roots - or pretending to. As they headed east on US 80 and made the turn onto I-635 Susan remembered the Cripple Creek County Line, another nightclub just east of there on US 80. That brought back a memory of a rather risqué time she had with a cowboy in cab of his pickup - right there in the County Lines parking lot. Now that was a night to remember! They had been too hot and bothered to take gay muscle wrestling the time to go anywhere. The cowboy moved his pickup to a dark corner of the parking lot and they got it on right there in the cab of the truck. He simply moved over and gay muscle wrestling out from behind the wheel and was ready to go. She hung her white cowboy hat on the gun rack in his rear window while he unzipped and loosened his belt and she proceeded to blow him right then and there. It didn take any time to get him hard; he was pretty much hard and gay muscle wrestling ready when she freed his nice cock from his jeans. She had done a magnificent job; sucking and licking the swollen cock head as she ran one hand up and down the hard cock-shaft while the other fondled his cum filled balls. Susan was good; she had him moaning with passion in no time. When she had him to the point where he was about to unload his hot cum in her mouth, she had quickly slipped out of her jeans - no easy task where she was and as tight fitting as they were - and facing the back of the truck, had straddled him on the seat. She was so wet he was able to slip his hard cock all the way into her hot tight little pussy with ease as she sat down on him. She had taken both her hands and yanked opened her custom shirt - thank God for snaps on western shirts - and he sucked on gay muscle wrestling her hard nipples as she rode him; rode him to a screaming climax in what had to be record time. She was so horny and came so fast and hard that he could have been a quick draw artist and she would never have known. But, he certainly filled her with enough of his hot thick cum that night! They had slipped back into the nightclub and made like nothing had happened. Oddly enough, she had never seen that cowboy after that night. Right now, she couldn even remember gay muscle wrestling his name, thought she was sure she had known it that night - she was sure. She didn usually do one-night-stands or "one-night-fucks gay muscle wrestling" as she called those events, but she had fond memories of him - and his hard cock. She reckoned that perhaps thats the way it should be with cowboys.

Bob lived in the Wagon Wheel Mobile Home Park, and while it normally took about twenty minutes to go the just over ten miles from Uncle Hermans to his mobile home, he made it there, door to door, in just under fifteen minutes. Susan made the mistake of calling it a trailer once, but never made that mistake again. It was a bit of a hot button with Bob since he associated trailers with trailer-trash; something he had decided adamantly that he wasn . "In a bit of a hurry?" she asked as the truck slid to a stop. She stretched and pushed her chest out gay muscle wrestling. Susan glanced down and noticed that her nipples were hard and showing nicely through the silky material of her shirt. "Just a bit darlin." Bob had noticed her nipples too and flashed her a grin. She knew the feeling. She was wet and ready for him and they were both still dressed and in the truck. He unlocked the door, opened it for her, and they went inside. It was single gay muscle wrestling cowboy decor to the max; there wasn anything feminine or evidence of a womans touch to be seen. It was even dusty, just like the last time she had been here. She wondered if it was the same dust. "Wanna beer?" he asked. Well, he might not be trailer-trash, but this was definitely tacky. "Nope, just a little of you," she said as she slipped her shirt off. The jeans and hat quickly followed though gay muscle wrestling she put her boots back on. He had a blue vest draped over a chair that she decided, for no good reason other than it was gay muscle wrestling his and fit her cowgirl persona tonight, to put on. She left the front of the vest unbuttoned and turned to Bob. "Ready to ride little ol me cowboy?" she asked. "Oh baby am I!" Bob removed his jeans and boots and sat on the couch. He was hard and ready for her. He was also proud of his gay muscle wrestling hard cock waving in the air - hard and ready for her. And, as far gay muscle wrestling as he was concerned, it was a big one; a big thick one, and just waiting to give her the fucking she needed tonight. Susan began blowing Bob much as gay muscle wrestling she had that cowboy in the parking lot gay muscle wrestling of the County Line. Once again, she paid careful attention to the swollen cock head, running her tongue around the swollen head and paying special attention to the sensitive underside of the head. She used her hands on the cock shaft and on Bobs cum filled balls, adding to his gay muscle wrestling pleasure. Bobs balls weren as big as that other cowboys balls had been, not that it really mattered. After all, she wasn gay muscle wrestling going to fuck his balls. It gay muscle wrestling was just an observation; one that she kept to herself. Pretty quickly, she was rewarded with a few drops of Bobs sweet pre-cum. That was also a warning to her that he wasn too far from unloading his passion into her sucking mouth. "Lets fuck," she suggested as she let go of his glistening member. Ordinarily she would have loved to be eaten before getting to the main event, but it turned out that Bob wasn especially talented in that arena and gay muscle wrestling she wasn in the mood to try to teach him about the finer points of getting a woman off with his tongue. Some other night - as she had said so many times before, and with so many other cowboys - but not tonight.