First, if there is anything wrong with Jess, it would be foolish to sell on the milk until we know what it is, and…’ ‘Second,’ added James, �...the creamery will only accept machine milk. They don’t think it’s hygienic otherwise.’ Abby was stunned. ‘But that’s stupid.’ ‘Yes it is, isn’t it?’ Replied Sam. As they sat drinking tea, Sam turned to Abby. ‘Not that it isn’t nice to see you, but I am sure that you had another reason apart from milking a cow, for coming up here today.’ ‘Well we have sort. They saw me about the same time I saw them, and the chase was on. Of course, I could not outrun them, but I did not want to. I knew exactly the place where I wanted them to catch me. It was a real shallow cave in a sandstone cliff. There was a low ridge of sandstone running across in front of the cave to make a breastwork, and there was a little waterhole in the cave just big enough to serve one man and his horse.I am sure that the Comanches knew about the cave and the fact that I was headed. She crushed them against her inflamed clit and gasped with delight. The friction of Mike's cock sliding along the ring of her asshole was only slightly different than Ted's. She could feel the difference in the size of their cocks, but it wasn't that much."It's so tight, Mom!" Mike gasped "So tight and hot!" Oh, yes, yes!" Donna cried with pleasure. "Tight and hot for those two cocks! Ohhhh, baby, fuck me! Fuck me in my tight, hot asshole! Give it to me, Mike! Give Mother's asshole that. ” I do know that if it was my bone buried in her, I’d want as many shots as I could get.Wanda Sue, who liked just “Sue” best, wouldn’t let me dip my dick even though a lot of others had been welcomed over the years. She said incest was wrong and we were half-twins.Our Ma had been very free with her pussy all her life and there was no way we were seeded from the same testicles, even before DNA testing. Multiple seedings were common for Ma and she had no clue whose might have gotten to her eggs.