‘Well I wouldn’t have suggested takin’ his stock if I didn’t want it….’ He said trying to scowl and hide his real pleasure at the idea. �...and it will need to go somewhere now, won’t it!’ ‘Great, we’ll get together and sort out what needs to be done,’ I said, ‘There will have to be water and electricity laid on.’ The extra yield in home grown stock and seed would more than justify the cost. ‘And we shall need to find you another experienced nurseryman to take some of the load.’ Maggie added. Jack. Bobbi I know you dream about having a pussy down there, an itchy pussy slit between your smooth shaved legs! We could perform your castration today, starting by getting you nude and strapping you to the operating table with your legs spread wide open, on display; my pretty nurse assistants will anaesthetize and shave you baby-smooth down there, giggling as they play around with your useless limp pinky. Maybe they’ll fondle and suck your nipples and listen to you whimpering like a young girl.. And licking an asshole can't be worse than swallowing snot-like cum, which she's done without complaint for years. She was clean--not antiseptically clean, a slight tang of the day which was all her, but tidy down there. And it didn't take long of my tongue working its way as far as it would go into her asshole (which was less than half an inch) before I could tell that she had reached down and started masturbating as I did it, which was even more of a turn-on, because there's nothing I like. A freak? What was he talking about? She was a perfect specimen of woman - fit, and ready to bare children. She was horny - even though she’d already cum, her own orgasm was quickly becoming incidental. Her arousal was fuelled by her desire to get knocked up - she wanted a baby fucked into her.She wouldn’t be sexually satisfied until it happened.Nicolette sat on the soft grass, idly playing with her pussy as she mused on Stewart’s odd behavior. Almost five minutes passed before she could muster.