In fact, it had been a long time for the still attractive ranch owner without a man between her legs until the day that Sam had shown up to investigat... the missing steers. Now, she was more than satisfied with Sam’s average other day visits to take the edge off her feminine needs.The three mile long herd of trail tired cows slowly surged down the dusty town main street straight to the holding pens for fattening up before being loaded on the empty cattle cars sitting silent on the side rails. We would later develop feelings and the natural progression led us to becoming very close friends. I was on the other side of the tracks. Lindsey was one of the good ones, straight and narrow, bending the rules of good common sense. Why she was here baffled the fuck out of me.Later that afternoon the doctor came in during his rounds. He poked, prodded and had a nurse take off my head bandage. He grunted appropriate doctor shit, scribbled something on my patient clipboard.“Well Mr. Storm, it. ”“OK,” I said, “three nights room money, let’s round it to $55, and you give me a blow job and swallow, while I play with your tits and finger fuck you with as many fingers as I can fit.”She said, “It’s my period.”“Well, replace the finger fucking with you sticking a finger in my ass and giving me a prostate massage during the BJ.”“Fine. Do you have a place?”I said I knew the perfect place. Just 6 blocks away was a locked trailer and boat storage lot where I have a space. I drove over and keyed. She was a wet dream. She had a great body which was making him hard as a bat. He could not wait to get started with the hussy.The man opened his door and got out of his car. He unzipped his pants and pulled them down and got back into the car.“Go on girly girl. Suck on my rod. Show me what a little whore you are.”“Can we go outside. I want to give you a proper blow job. It’s too confined in the car.”“Fine.”The man got out and leaned against his car. Jana dropped to her knees. She held.