”“No I didn‘t? I don‘t even know your phone number?”“I got a weird call from this number. It sounded like…well I don’t know what it so...nded like, but it sounded pretty bad. I didn’t realize this was you. You really didn’t call me?”“I’m not sure. I think I‘ve done a lot of things I‘m not sure about. I think…” She paused, and then before she had the chance to think better of it she said, all in a rush: “Mr. Dane, can you come here please? I’ve hurt myself somehow, and nobody’s home, and I really. There were several small lights bobbing along between me and the house. Somehow one headlight of the car was still burning. It provided just enough light for me to see myself. I was covered in blood. Several cuts and lacerations were dripping red down my body. One deep gash on my left tit was bleeding especially bad. Aside from the light from the car it was pitch black. I considered waiting for the farmer. He (or she) would be able to see the light on the car and they would be here in several. His cock was only just over five inches but was very thick, uncut (the first I had ever touched), and had a network of large veins. Even rock hard and throbbing, his foreskin only allowed a small portion of the head and piss slit to be visible. He also had big nuts and in a long, loose sack that was covered in thick nearly black hair.His bush was so thick it completely enveloped the base of his cock. My removing his package from his slacks was accompanied by the release of the strong spicy. Knowing the way she is. She extended her finger and pointing at my dick. She continued, “I know Vanessa is having her hair done. That she will not be back for several hours. Let me show you something. If you can stand it.” As she takes my hand and lead me away.When we get to her bedroom she sat on the bed then patted next to her a cue for me to sit next to her. When I sat, she hugged me and said " I did not think you would ever come to my bedroom. I have seen how you been looking at me. You.