" You are the best there is." If you can't help our goose is cooked. We will all pay the price."He looks at his brother one last time and gives him a ...riendly wave good-bye and is gone.The suggestion is so bizarre that you almost dismiss it out of hand.Then again, what did he suggest?Did he simply offer the concept of fantasy as a way to relieve stress or, did he offer to stop by your house and throw a fuck into you to get you re-focused on the critical job at hand?It goes without saying that. I knew I loved her – that she loved me – and I wanted to fly away and be with her forever. She reached for me, and I lifted both arms and drew her near, kissing her lips - thrilled to taste the tongue of an angel. "You're back! You do love me," I cried in my heart, because I had no voice.She smiled beautifully at me, holding my face gently in her loving hands. I reached for her healing touch, and when I brushed her angelic breasts, I just barely felt heavenly nipples. I yearned to take her. Suddenly, his hard cock was thrust into the hole! "What the fuck! He's on!". I leaned forward and took his erection in my hand and, spitting onto his dick, I gently lubed him up with it, moving my fist back and forth. I saw his fingers appear over the top of the door and he gripped onto it, thrusting hard through the hole. His dick pushed into my hand further so that I could rub even more of it. I moved from the sitting position and crouched down in front of the cock, moving my hand under so. One of the kids had a nasty cold, so only eight made it out to Tommy’s ranch.Tommy started the afternoon off by cooking hotdogs on the small grill he’d bought. Once the children were stuffed with Oscar Meyers, Tommy led them into the pasture to help him herd the goats into the corral. Rex romped joyfully between the goats and children, thrilled to death to have eight little new people with whom to play.Once the Angoras were in the corral, the fun of choosing one to take care of began. Tommy had.