“I’ve never raped anyone before.” My words were punctuated with breath, “I never understood why such brutish pleasures would appeal to anyone,...but now I see. There’s an art to it, isn’t there? You are an orchestra of emotion, and I am the conductor. I will make you play beautiful music.” I pressed myself to her, breast to breast, thigh to thigh, “How weak a woman you are, to lose your husband to your own daughter!” My thumb pressed into her clit, rubbing vigorously until it engorged on its own. Oh God, she was glad she’d run with this whole plan.“Grip it,” she said, ogling the cock she most wanted to fuck her.“What the hell you think I’m gonna do?” Jared’s palm flexed to encompass his cock in all its stupendous girth, before he commenced to massage up and down. All the way up and down. Lube oozed through his fingers. “Swallow me,” he said. “Take me down your throat.”She opened wide and took the stand-in Jared, willing her gag-reflex into submission as the thick inches sank past the. .but I had a mask on, even over my nose..." she posited to me.I laid it out..."I thought you had beautiful eyes...Now I see that wasn't all..."With that, she smirked, then smiled, and asked if I could help her load the bags into her SUV. Since she was parked in the same relative area as my pickup truck, I acquiesced and went along...Although she didn't have many bags...Once I finished putting her three bags into the front passenger seat of her, quite large, Land Rover, she leaned in to me and. I'd like more than a tour, if you don't mind," Nigel said. "If I'm to know how a real ranch operates, I need to get involved in all aspects of the work." No offense Nigel, but the roundup, branding and a cattle drive is a mite rougher and harder than riding to hounds," Zach offered."I'm an accomplished rider Mr. Carson; really I am. My riding tack is in my room and I would appreciate your help and guidance in selecting a horse."Zach smiled. You've got a lot to learn Nigel, he thought. "All.