Uncle Bob discovered me coming back to the ranch one morning and shook his head. He figured that he’d better teach me right or I’d get my fool hid... killed out of ignorance. During that next winter he spent Sunday afternoons teaching me about how to survive in the mountains. He taught me how to stay warm, how to wear puttees to protect my shins, tricks for a wool blanket, how to build a fire reflector and why, as well as a lot more. He’d been wandering through the mountains since he was my age. "Normally we use the running game to open up the passing game. We wait till they start cheating up and then we do a play action pass and catch them for a big gain. With the West Coast, it is just the opposite. They try to get you cheating back to play the pass, and then run on you," he continued."The biggest mistake teams make is thinking they should blitz the quarterback. The offense is designed to have quick accurate throws not giving the defense time for an effective rush. What you end up. Fuck my cunt you fucking bastard....you fucking cunt..... you fucking cunt!" The lady who went to dinner had became the dirtiest fuck I'd ever met! I wasn't about to disappoint her either. I reached in and pulled out her huge tits from her dress and sucked hard on her nipples while I fucked her. I never knew it at the time, but her tits were a staggering 30GG. I had my hands full indeed."You're such a fucking dirty mucky boy" she said.... "a dirty fucking cunt, I like dirty cunts." We'll I'll. You know ... do it ... before you have to leave? I feel so much better, and it probably won't hurt, so you could concentrate more on you and less on trying to be gentle with me..." Christine raised the sheet to reveal her naked body, letting me know I could use it as I wished. Her expression was equal parts vulnerable and interested.How could I resist such innocent charm?My departure was delayed while I rocked her world one more time. At the penultimate moment, Christine's eyes shot open, and.