When we poured we ended up mostly with 4x4 sheets of 1/2 inch thick iron. With this working the way we wanted, we next made sand molds of the one fran...lin stove we had. It happened to be in the office of the barn in uptime and when the barn came, it came too.It took several trials to get the molds of sand correct. We didn't like the way the sand was working so we had to look for a different mix. We finally hit on the fine silicate sand from a dry lakebed 5 miles to the east. A plus was this. But a downside was that Hafsah was all alone and would miss the romantic fucking sessions she had after they had their arranged marriage.Hafsah was a very fair skinned lady who had long hair, large round breasts and a firm ass. She would usually wear a shalwar kameez at home and when she would go out she would wear an abayah upon leaving the house.Hafsah was feeling lonely with her husband being away so often. One day Hafsah heard the door ringing as she went to open it she realised it was the. If you want her to stop, tug on both at once. To make her ‘go’, poke her with both heels. Watch me.”He then made Slag turn left and trot out of the barn. I tried what he had done, and Slut responded very smoothly, turning and following her mate.It all felt very strange, at first, as we rode out through the field, like being on a golf-cart with a really bumpy ride. But after a bit, things seemed to settle into a rhythm, and I didn’t mind it at all. In fact, I had to admit, it was pretty. Wide. “Drill it, Dillon, ream it,” she said, her head twisting on the bed to look back and up at him, taking her. “You’ve destroyed it, ruined it, it’s no good to me now, so Fuck It!” She pushed her ass cheeks together, hard, tightly trapping Dillons cock. He loved that! She saw that love in his face. She cooed as he began to pump large globs of sperm into her. She gasped in surprise, feeling his cock swell, and begin to pump sperm into her ass, another first for her. “Oh baby, oh.