She nodded her head submissively and did not move a muscle. The front curtains were pulled shut and he stepped outside, brought a lantern inside, and ...it it. His face was covered with a black silk mask, only his eyes and mouth were visible. He leered at her, his eyes roving up and down her body. He began removing his clothing in front of her. She tried to look away. He slapped her hard across the face and grabbed her chin pulling it forward toward him."Watch Cunt, Don't even think of looking. “He gets the bit between his teeth sometimes, but he’ll calm down in a minute. You wouldn’t know it from the way he talks but he’s mostly been a commercial realtor in his working life and not a wrangler. Now you can go ahead, dear.”“Well,” he said, “the thing is that we bought this here place three years ago after it had gone bust. Like Faye said, I was a commercial realtor in Vegas for almost twenty years when I decided to sell up and get out. I know they tell you in business classes that. We will also have several spits going out in front of the pavilions. Farm people tend to expect that sort of thing. I even added three big cooler chests outside that have bottles of Bellows Ale, jugs of milk and fruit juices in them.We added a temporary rail in the home paddock so tents can be set up in the side near one side of the new barn. On that side, we added ablutions blocks on either side of the central door, half being toilet stalls and the other half being shower stalls like those. A mixture of pain and pleasure played over her face. “Oh my god, so big,” she panted. I lifted the dog’s tale, and got a close up of him working his huge knot into her. She was screaming in pain or pleasure. And then I saw cum leaking out around that huge knot.“John,” I said, “this dog just shot his cum in your wife. She really does love to fuck like a dog, doesn’t she? Look at her face. She loves it.”Indeed, Brenda’s face displayed such a look of debauched pleasure that I nearly shot my.