She had a fair share of growing calves that had been deserted by their mothers and nurtured though the winter by the riders she had hired to repair an... extend the fence around her additional land.A hard-faced rider came into the yard early one morning asked,"Are any of those mavericks Rocking "R" stock?"Dixie answered with the ease of ownership knowing that there was no other brand on their hide anywhere. If she had not saved them from the wolves and the snowdrifts, they would be white bones on. "I had lunch with Jill today." Did she give you the third degree?" I asked."Yup," Becky replied. "She was relentless. She kept asking me the same questions over and over again, each time a slightly different way. She was sure that you were brainwashing me." But I am!" I said, spookily. "I have you in my power. Ooooo. You are under my control. You will obey my every command. Wha Ha Ha Ha Ha!" Stop it you goofball!" she laughed at me. Then she seemed to reconsider and said, "Actually, everything. Fir me niche let gaya use upar leta diya who ab mere pure sarir par kiss karne lagi who meri chuchiyo ko muh me leke chus ke mere pet pe kiss kar rahi thi fir usne mere land ko muh me dal ke chus ne lagi mene uske sar ko pakad ke land ko uske muh me andar bahar karke muh chod ne laga. Fir mene use niche leta ke upar se muh chod raha tha 20 minit tak chod ne ke bad mene sara pani uske muh me chod diya usne sara pani pigayi, fir me uske sarir pe kiss karne laga uske bol ko chus ne laga who mere. This worked out twice before she stopped. But I still have hopes. There is just something slightly perverse in watching your sweetheart nude and bending over in front of another man. I love an ass shot. I love looking at asses and women bending over. But I really love someone else looking at mine. I know there is something about seeing my woman, nude and anxious, bending over in front of another man exposing herself to his gaze. It excites me to know that the male is looking at.