So after the first time that I managed to shoot my dog imitating the male who covered it I became interested in all the females who were in the farm, ...nfortunately my parents raised only few a****l breeds, The bass court no interest, the pigs yes but it never really attracted me, the smell of pigsty is very 'hard', well I admit that the few times I accompanied my father brought the sows to the boar it made me hard bandaged and then I was impressed by the boar's tail (odd) and the number of. Today though, I wasn't there when she looked. "Shhhh," I said quietly as I disrobed and knelt between her still open legs. My hands held her legs and caressed them gently, running up along the outsides and returning down on the insides, carefully avoiding her pussy as she moaned softly. Emboldened, I edged further between her legs until my face was directly above her smooth pubic mound and I could see the first traces of her fluids seeping from her as my hands stroked her hips. Leaning. A housewife in her mid 30s had taken me into a mom and pop convenience store, gotten a large empty paper bag from the owner & had me fill it up. Local news travelled fast in Dalhart, so she knew I was hanging out with "some other boys." (Except for Orlando & me, they were all old hobos.) She kept urging me to put more in the bag, which came to over $20 & embarrassed the hell out of me. Orlando passed the goodies around as if he were my manager; and the next day, even though we still had plenty. The jeweler called late in the afternoon; he had the rings. I picked them up on one of my trips around the college grounds. They were beautiful. Now I was left with the question of how to give them to my lovers. I had told Jenny in one of our bedtime conversations that I had decided on rings. She loved the idea. I just had not told her I had ordered them.In those conversations we had also discussed children. She knew I could never get pregnant. Her parents wanted grandchildren and so did my.