Did I mention her knockers? Like wow! Long red hair, green eyes, red pouty lips, and when she held out her hand, long thin fingers.“Pleased to meet ...ou Bradley,” Kaitlyn breathed huskily. How did she know my full name was Bradley? I didn’t usually like to be called Bradley. When she said it, it sounded sexy as hell. I felt like turning to Tony and asking him to show us to a bedroom.“Hi,” I said lamely. She held out her hand and I took it. I only briefly dropped my eyes to her cleavage. I. I should have come down and talked to you a lot sooner than I did. I had a good notion of what you all were being put through. I've been blaming the Indian agent instead of people like me who just stand by and let it keep going like it has. I'm sorry." I didn't tell you that to make you sorry. It's Juana that should be sorry. She's old enough that it's past time that she should think about somebody besides herself. She lived there before you brought them cattle down. She sees the difference but. It was coiled up in the bowl and was beginning to dissolve slightly in the hot urine. Little shit balls were breaking off and floating in the pool of pee.'Scat soup!' she thought to herself and she picked up her spoon.Slicing the end off of the brown log with her spoon she dipped it deeply into the urine before bringing it to her mouth. Katrina pushed the spoon into her open mouth and closed her lips over it, taking the entire spoonful at once. She pulled the spoon from her mouth as she savored. This continued for around 15 minutes.Then she suggested moving to the bedroom. We had one more drink and both of us were too high and moved to her bedroom. It was well decorated and with big windows. She sat on a chair beside the window, pulled down my inner and took my erect hard dick in her mouth. She exclaimed that my dick was the best thing on the earth and she liked it like hell.Then she told me that she wanted me every day until her hubby returned. She was readily giving me a wild and.