I saw you here, and thought I should tell you before he finds you. We have had problems with him wanting to prosecute campers for trespassing," the of...icer said, still standing outside."You mean Mr. Hank Shelton? I know. I asked him, and he gave me permission," I replied.She gaped at me and asked, "How on earth did you manage that? His land has some very prime locations for camping. But he has always refused to allow anyone to camp, before. I am going to have to call this in. Are you sure you. Her pink fingernails delicately caressed his huge, heaving black chest as he gripped her waist tightly. She was riding his cock, caressing his body, it was all too much for him. His groans became louder."Cum inside me Jake, cum inside me!" I heard my wife scream at the top of her voice. It seemed to give permission for Jake to finally do it as his cock pulsated, pumping load after load of warm cum deep deep inside my wife's soft pussy. He held her tightly in place, completely still as he. She had a small vanity setup on top of the set of drawers that contained her underwear. It had a mirror and a very limited array of makeup.A quick check of the girls' bathroom revealed no birth control pills and very little in the way of additional makeup. It did contain four different types of shampoo, five different types of conditioner, eight different types of moisturizer (although most of them didn't call themselves by such a mundane name), three different soaps, plus several creams and. .. complicated.” Rose hesitated and glanced at Larry, the ranch manager.“There’s a spot out at the edge of the woods where we thought we might create a kind of memorial garden,” he said.“You see, we don’t plan to leave here,” Rose added. “Lexi showed us that life is fragile and we’re all going to die one day. We want to stay here. With her.”“You mean, have your ashes scattered on the ranch, too?” I asked.“In our memorial garden. And we want to invite our parents and siblings to consider this as.