The drawing on the shirt was of a scrawny looking wolf. I had found it on line and bought five of them. The tee shirt reminded me of the swamp dog com...ound. I hadn't shown it to any of the residents of the compound. I wasn't in the mood during my last visits.I was in the cut off uniform pants and the black tee when Wilson came in carrying a pizza box. "I got a three meat pizza," he said."Good it's my favorite," I replied'"Yes I know," Wilson said.I had a glass of chemical iced tea and a slice. Zoey launched herself in a perfect dive, and after three strokes she'd already reached Nick, who had gone under the water twice by now.I ran to the water's edge myself, just in case Zoey needed more help. But fortunately, fat is quite buoyant. And as Zoey settled into a lifesaver's side stroke with Nick being towed on his back by her off-arm, I quickly realized that she was doing just fine on her own.By now, a small crowd had formed, mixed guests and other ranch hands. A few of the guys were. Advice the son listened to, nomatter how obvious, knowing that in sprung from the hope that Mannywould make it home safely to gorge, once more, upon his mother`sgrunchberry pie. A goal he wholeheartedly supported.However, neither one of them would have suspected that his mostimmediate danger involved having his ear talked off, by the witch whohired him and sat on the wagon beside which he walked. In fact, the onlytime she had been silent was when she appeared before he, Knuckles kinWildo, and. Taking a deep breath, she pushed her head down on it popping the head into her throat quickly and taking most of the shaft leaving only a couple of inches in the open. I was impressed. That was more than most women could do even whores. She came back up wheezing with her eyes watering."That's easily the thickest and longest I've ever had." she said. She took another deep breath and took me again. This time, she pulled at my hips and managed to force my cock all the way into her mouth and throat.