Once the door closed, we pulled off each other’s clothes, then he picked me up, carried me to the bed, and fell beside me. Our lips met, and our leg... intertwined. I finally got a chance to see his cock, which was the biggest I had ever seen. It must have been nine inches long, and very thick. Longer than Roy’s, and at least twice as thick.I exclaimed, "Oh my god, Todd." It's all yours tonight, Janice. All yours." You're going to have to take it easy. I've never had anything that big inside me.". And I think I'm close to completing an automatic stoker for all of the rooms. This is a working farm. A real, live, genuine we can live off of it, working farm. Not only can we live off it, but we can support the folks from below, and my siblings and their kids as well. Mom, we are a producing, self-sufficient farm. Dad taught us how and we're doing it. Not necessarily with the same products, but we're making our farm profitable without any of the money we've been given."Mom sipped her wine,. ” I rushed to get him a chair even though I knew that the faster I brought it, the faster I would get spanked. I wanted to show Daddy I could obey him, though. I set it on the floor and he sat down and motioned me over. There is something so comforting in going over Daddy’s knee. I could never hope to explain it to my vanilla friends, but as much as I sometimes regret the pain and always regret disappointing Daddy, I feel a rush of relief resting on Daddy’s lap before he spanks me. His strong. Eventually I stopped going, and my hope for a response diminished as the snow melted. Perhaps I was foolish to think that she would think of me as anything other than just another person in the wilderness. And the story that I wrote, bear my soul on paper, it must have scared her off. A lonely man in the mountain looking for comfort from a woman he hadn’t even met. Eventually I convinced myself that she had read the letter and just thrown it in the fireplace. The possibility that she had left.