I'll keep ya posted on John's condition."I rode back to the ranch deep in thought. There had to be something else that we weren't thinking about. What...the hell could it be? Why would somebody want a particular piece of land out here in the middle of nowhere? Right now, the only thing I could see was water. I was ready to write off gold; this just wasn't gold country. Sure, there was gold south and west of here in New Mexico, but there never was any reported around Hixville or the Circle JB.But. She's likes me in stockings, she likes their sexy femininity and she kneels down to kiss the bare flesh at the top of my thighs. She runs her fingers over the tactile fabric of my garter belt and turns me around again to feel both cheeks of my bare naked white bum."You're so lovely," she whispers, and with a little slap on my butt she orders me to lie on the bed and open my legs for her.She's so assertive and sexy and there's no question but to comply with her demand. I lie there with her. He inserted one more digit and then curled it, hitting what I believed was my G-Spot and produced a load moan from me. The pressure was building and building, until I could no longer wait anymore, and I screamed his name, my eyes squeezing shut, my legs clamping together, my toes curling, as my climax seemed to wash over me, a golden pleasure working through my whole body. I knew my vaginal walls had clamped over his fingers, releasing and tightening in erratic times, because I could feel it. "I'm sorry my son marked your neck, but on you, it looks good. It'll go away in a few days." She moved her hand up to her neck, self consciously. The purple handprint showed up like a fart in church."Ryan, you did this?" He pointed to the bruise. "You should be more careful!! You never hurt a woman." Oh no. Ryan didn't..." Becky started to say.But I overrode her. "Daddy, I didn't mean it. It was an accident. I didn't mean it. I was just ... over excited."He turned to look at me. With the eye.