I had never even allowed the Collies to do that, those are not pets, they are tools. What was Slash? I have to say I just do not know. A friend, perha...s? +++ Word got around, in our area of the world most of the other ranchers run Sheep, a few cattle. One day I was sitting on the porch and I looked up to see Henry Wilcox coming down my road in his impossibly dirty green Chevrolet pickup. Slash retreated long before he came into sight, just like he did when Sherry, our mail lady came by, or the. But I asked him to show it to me.”John’s jaw dropped.“It was fucking HUGE, sweetheart!” Dawn explained with excitement. She also took another sip of coffee. “Just an incredible piece of male anatomy. Even soft it was WAY bigger than yours, which I mentioned.”“He whipped out his cock? He’s supposed to be my best friend!”Dawn smiled. “Oh it got pretty intense. I didn’t even ask. I was so taken aback by his impressive manhood that I just reached out and grabbed it. It was so thick and warm. Chase. .watching big black cocks cumming in young white girls mouths and on their pretty , young faces until I shot my load.One Friday night when it was time for her to go to bed she asked if she could stay up later and watch something that I liked ? She said we always watched her shows but she wanted to watch something I like. I assumed she meant a John Wayne western or a War movie . She went to the DVR ,put a disc in and came back and sat down next to me. Before she clicked the remote she told me. If these conditions were not enough, the situation was even more jinxed. The apartment we rented had 2 rooms with no door between them and the lock on the bathroom door was broke. One room had 2 small single beds on opposite sides of the room ‒ this was the one I had to share with Bettina. The other one was a queen sized bed that my sister and Ashley shared. There was nothing more than sex on my brain and no freaking way to masturbate!I couldn’t stand it any longer, so I waited until I was sure.