I wasn't gonna git any information from him, at least not directly. Maybe, the people back at the Flyin' W could tell me sumpthin' about him. I found ...he two horses and loaded the bodies on them. Jack responded to my whistle, so I was ready to ride in only a couple of minutes.I got back to the ranch with my two prizes just about dark. Nobody knew nothin' about the bastard with the buffalo gun, but the other man was identified as the foreman of the Rockin' K ranch. This development didn't make a. She was startled by her son doing this but she was so hot she did not stop him.Then he laid his mother on one of the seats and began fucking her. She was shocked her son was on top of her but when she felt his big 7-inch cock filling her pussy she relented. She loved it and began fucking him as hard as she could. The guys just stared unbelieving that Bob was fucking his own mother while her twin daughters were fucking the boys. It made the boys all that much hotter. Bob continued to pound his. Patrol boxes were overturned. One was upside down. Debris from God knows where littered our campsite.Mr. Smucker announced clean-up would wait until morning. It was time to get to bed. Mark and I found the inside of our tent perfectly dry. The big storm hadn’t disturbed anything inside. We were extremely lucky. Half a dozen scouts in our troop found wet sleeping bags. Mr. Smucker, Mr. Davis, Dr. Johnson and John Ioanni loaned the Scouts blankets for the night.Friday, January 8, 1988Mr. Smucker. But instead calling back I waited for sometime n again after 5min from the same no it was a missed call I didn’t care n just completed my work n closed my restaurant n went to have smoke meanwhile from the same no. There were 6missed calls I thought it might be one of my friends no. Within a min a caught a message it was written nice song I was bit confused but later I came to know that there was a dialer tone for my number and it was pyarr ayya pyarr aaya oh I thought if I guess if its my.