‘I love it when I make my man cum… ooh, this is what I live for now…’ I kept shooting, getting it everywhere, in her eyes, all over her cheeks... her lips, her nose. Some of it dripped from her chin as I spurted into her open happy mouth, the look of total submission on her face, and her cum covered beauty making me cum all the harder. After what felt like forever, the flow slowed. She held out her tongue and let me stroke out the last little bit onto her tongue, oozing out warmly. She moaned and. I had been fishing as a kid with my grand dad, and I thought it would be a good way to spend some of my spare time. So Horace first proposed a telescoping rod complete with small reel and line. I vetoed that idea, but he did sell me an assortment of hooks and bobbers. I took along a booklet on raising worms for fish bait.When I got home I decided to call around to the stores. I found what I wanted at home depot in Dobson. They carried a driveway marker that stuck into the ground. It was made. He came up to me when he was done and told me he couldn't see a thing I'd done wrong and then he mounted his horse and went back to town.The undertaker didn't do a lot to the dead men, but he did lay them out nicely on some boards Jeff had found and he helped us lower them into the holes. The preacher said a miniature sermon over them and then a longish prayer.Of course I'd told mother all about it when we first got back with the dead men and she, my sisters, and the hired girls fixed a big. "I think you'd better" she said. I told her how i liked to wear tights and was a leg and foot man and i liked her legs and feet and how she looked good in tights and that i'd enjoyed wearing female friends and relatives tights in the past and exploring and taking tights from underwear drawers as it made me feel close the person as well as turning me on by taking and wearing their tights and panties. She calmed down a bit as i was telling her this while i was still wearing her tights and had her.