The Hatfield sisters began to dress all in white to give a spot of color to their Sunday services and they started to accept a few of the more adventu...ous single females in the valley into their midst to bolster their available pussy numbers to meet all needs on Saturday night.Dixie Cartwright accepted all of these changes because she was getting her steady humping from Deacon Johnson down on all fours and obedient to his every whim of a sexual nature.There was no contract between them but she. A steer when butchered is over 400 pounds of beef baby. Imagine how much it would cost to go to Ralph's and buy over half a ton of high-end steaks every year.”“Yea, and Dad still owes you and your dad 3 steers. Dad still curses the last owners though to this day. Because they rotated the fields regularly dad said this was some of the best grazing land in the area. It was never overworked, and had more than enough water for both purposes. Now he has to pay the ranching association to use their. I showered and prepared for bed. My husband came up to the room and turned on the television. That's how it went that night. I stayed active, he said inactive. Just like nothing had changed.Then, surprisingly, he spoke up, just as I was drifting off to sleep. "Remember, dearest wife, tomorrow is a new day." Suddenly, I didn't feel much very sleepy. I laid beside him, muscles tense, as I imagined what was in store for me tomorrow. And all the tomorrows to follow.Nothing, not even my imagination,. Wait ... I don't have any condoms. Oh shit." Jack, didn't I tell you this? I haven't had my period yet and I can't get pregnant until then." You told me that? I guess I don't remember." Yes I did. So you don't have to worry about anything like that until my period starts. Now fuck me, Jack," Taylor whispered. "Please give it to me, Jack. Please... fuck me."Knowing the time was finally right, Jack moved his hips forward ever so slightly. Taylor had felt her own fingers inside her, and Jack's.