At least, I had a handle on the ranching affairs. Beef prices had soared. We were sending off stock to the slaughterhouses by the truckload. Several o... the horses we’d purchased in Amarillo had found new homes, adding to the ranch’s profits. My grandfather was quite happy with the success we were having. During the evening, Cody would frequently join us for a discussion on future plans for the Double D. Increasing our horse inventory was as paramount as our cattle herds. Managing the ranch,. A dare . A mistake. Crying and saying stop. I drove for a while , argued. swore at her. Called her names and accused her of everything. She said she was sorry. Very sorry and would do anything for forgiveness . I stopped the car, it was a dark lane, in the countryside, I walked round to her side of the Range rover. Opened the door and pulled her out. Still crying and protesting. I turned her round, lifted up her dress. She was wearing expensive shoes, stockings and suspenders. I bent her over. She removed some clothing and joined me in bed wearing only panties. Her body felt fantastic next to mine. We slept entwined. She woke early, put on her clothing and left for her room.A little bit later, we got up and met in the kitchen. Mom joined us shortly and had us help her start breakfast. “Did you two sleep well last night.”Agnes fielded this ball. “Yes, Ma’am. At least, I did. The bed was comfortable and the house is warm emotionally.”Fortunately, Mother didn’t ask any further. I took my hot, oozing cock into my free hand and started to stroke it slowly, it took everything I had not to drive my cock to eruption. I took the dildo and started to fuck in really hard staccato strokes, pounding my prostate as I jerked my cock. The feelings were becoming too much and I started to pound and jack at the same spend, both getting faster and faster until I felt a churning in my balls, I felt that my cock was starting to pulse more and I knew it was soon to be time. Then it.