I took the butt plug ok, it was a little tough getting past the knob but once it past it stayed in ok. So I would begin playing with myself and the do...ble dong. I thought I'd try deep throating it some. It was hard to get in my mouth and my jaw muscles hurt right away -it was useless - it tasted like plastic and didn't feel nothing like the real macoy. I did this on lonely mornings always ending up cumming with the butt plug in and not going any further. I kind of lost interest for a while. A. Ruby wrote me not long ago and told me they were in need of some help on their cattle and horse spread. Her husband took a bad fall from a horse he was trying to break a few years ago. She wrote in her last letter that he’s been so sickly since then, he’s not able to get around anymore, and he’s getting worse as time goes on. She also wrote me that they’d bought more land from a neighbor who was selling out cheap, and she was having a hard time finding honest men who’d do ranch work.”On the. “Now I told you I was wet, feel.” She pushed my fingers inside her bikini pants. As she spread her legs slightly wider, the tips of my fingers touched her pussy. She was wet; quite wet in fact, and I pushed my finger a little lower, feeling her smooth, clean-shaven lips.“Oh, I love that feeling of your fingers there,” she said. She pulled my hand out, and place in back on her stomach. “But we had better wait a while, at least until we are moored somewhere.”In a few minutes, we were motoring. " Certainly. Come this way and let Jameson take your dunnage."Jameson was the coach driver of their family who saluted stiffly to Jim before he took Jim's valise.The coach ride to Berkshire took two days, and it taxed Jim's strength to the breaking point. Although the road was in decent shape, the movements of the coach caused him great pain, and he looked pale and drawn when he alighted from the coach at his father's house. Robert Tremayne took one look at his son before he rushed forward to.