1. Mary


    Date: 7/15/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Author: Thaumaturge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    My wife was working one of her overnight jobs and I was bored as hell. I didn't care to watch TV, it was Monday night and there was nothing on worth watching. I had already seen all the new stuff on my porn sites and was tired of it for a while. I wanted to get out of the house but didn't know where I wanted to go or what I wanted to do. I don't go to clubs or bars.....why pay for one beer what I buy a 6-pack for and have to shout to be heard by the person sitting 2ft away all the while having to deal with d***k assholes? Here in Mobile that are exactly 3 &#034gentleman's clubs&#034.....which I have no interest in going to. Again.....they expect me to pay to get in.....then demand I buy at least 2 of their severely over-priced drinks.....all to watch silicon pumped tits or meth head dancers bump and grind? I don't think so. None of my 'playmates' were free, they were either working or had already made other plans. I didn't feel up to going through the routine of trying to find a new playmate on Craigslist so I decided to just go out and ride until I found a place that suited my mood. I have to be careful on where I go because my truck is very recognizable to people that know me and I would have a hard time explaining to my wife why I was where she had been told I was. I grabbed my small cooler and headed out. I stopped at the gas station and picked up a 6-pack and talked the cashier out of a couple cups of ice for the beer. Since it was nearly their closing time she told me ...
    any ice I could get out of the floor coolers I could have. I managed to get enough to cover the bottles half way. I thanked her and headed out. I drove for nearly an hour before remembering &#034Mary's&#034 offer to 'come by anytime'. I thought that a few hours just sitting by the creek with nothing but the night sounds was what my soul needed, so I headed for Cold Creek. I pulled my truck in behind a dumpster and went to the door. &#034Mary&#034 answered and recognized me immediately. &#034I hate to ask,&#034 I said, &#034but would it be OK if I went down to the creek for a while? I just want to sit and chill and drink a couple beers. I'll bring my empties out with me.&#034 She said that it was fine and asked if I wanted the bug zappers on. I told her not tonight that I wanted the dark and quiet. She told me wait and disappeared in the trailer. She came back with a couple of mosquito coils and a lighter. {For those of you not familiar with them....a mosquito coil is a coil of wood dust mixed with parafin wax and citonella. You light the end and let it burn intil it's glowing, blow out the flame and the wood dust and wax burns like an insense stick, the citronella is a mosquito repellant. They work better than you'd think.} I thanked her and made my way down the trail to the creek. I lit one of the coils and sat it on one of the tables and took a beer from the cooler. I sat there and let the stress and worries melt away while listening to the frogs and other critters of the ...
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