I responded positively. I knew he could now see my pussy and was able to glimpse my anal rose each time he pulled my cheeks apart. “Is everything a...right, Candy?” he questioned. “Mmmm it’s very good,” I responded. “Should I carry on?” he said enquiringly. “Please,” I requested. He continued his treatment on my cheeks and I soon felt his finger sliding along my anal crack and then it was very slowly hooked up into my pussy hole. I couldn’t really believe what was happening. He’d been so slow. 'Oh, God, no. It's not going to be that way tonight, ' I thought to myself.It turned out Carol was a pleasant and nice lady. She seemed a bit nosey, but I dismissed it as a parent looking out for her children. Her girls hit it off with Lilly. They would probably be over here a lot. She just wanted to make sure that I wasn't some kind of pedophile or something. I completely understood her concern.Carol helped me set up the grill. It was one of those monster gas/charcoal combination grills. I had. He agreed, so I rode back ta where Jubal had been workin' with the track.Quick like, I hobbled my hoss at the spot an' jogged over ta where Jubal wuz still lyin' on the ground. He said, "Howdy, Sam. I knew ya would be back fer me, soz I jus' lay back an' waited." Let me see how bad ya're hurt, Jubal. Ifen I kin, I want ta set yer leg afore we ride inta town on that there train." Thank God! I don't know ifen I could hold up ta a trip ta town on a hoss, right now. I'll jus' sit here an' let ya do. I got lost in his touch. He was a bit sloppy I thought, then I came to the horrified realization that I was lactating, only the horror passed once I realized he was enjoying this immensely. OK, I only stopped breastfeeding the twins a little over a month before, my tits were still heavy but I just did not think any further, Jay drained one, then the other. Our bodies never lost contact, he was harder and bigger then before as I told him "Take me". He fumbled his weight, put a knee bruise.