After turning the bacon, she cut in 36 tablespoons unsalted butter, straight from the freezer and pulsed the mixer until the mix was coarse crumbles.T...e oven light went out.She added 6 cups of very cold buttermilk and mixed until combined. She turned the dough out onto a floured board. She gently patted the dough out until it was about 1/2" thick. Folding the dough about 5 times, she gently pressed the dough down to a 1 inch thick.She turned off the fire under the bacon and drained the grease. When Barry wasn't fucking me in my cunt, I'd be fucking pretty girls with my prick. I'd be fucking you right now making sure you were pregnant and then making sure you had my baby."Lucy shivered as she began to see the picture Karen described. She'd rather die than admit it to anyone but it was kind of thrilling to imagine. "You said you'd let me go if I kissed you." Sure, baby," said Karen and moved away. "Are we going to do some more belly dancing today?" Yes, I think so," said Lucy. "Beth. After a couple of minutes, she said that she had to have me inside of her. She bent forward and placed her hands on the wall of the shower to steady herself. I knelt down and lubed her asshole with my tongue then stood up and rubbed the head of my cock against her ass hole and she said to stop teasing her. I pushed forward and slid balls deep into her beautiful ass. She tightened her ass and I thought to myself that I have never had my cock in something this tight before. I ran my hand up the. Suddenly, Caleb called out, "CUT OUT THE NOISE, FELLERS! I HEAR SUMPTHIN' FUNNY! LISTEN FER A MINUTE!" It took a few moments but Caleb's influence was strong enough to get all of the singing and laughter to stop. He listened carefully and tried to identify the strange sound he heard. Then he had it. He recognized the sound as that made by running cattle. Caleb shouted, "STAMPEDE! WATCH YER ASS!" Stampede" was the one word that would drive its way through the worst fog in any cattleman's brain..