”“Good, keep it that way and you’ll live longer.”“You ride out to Widder Croom’s place today Tom?” the sheriff asked.“Yes Sir, wanted ...o check up on them and see how Junior was coming along. He’s only been there a little over a day and has them all excited about plowing and planting spring crops and putting in a garden.”“Well that’s good for all concerned Tom, you made a man of that boy and I’m sure they’ll be alright out there,” the sheriff said.“I’ll look in on them once in a while when you. He was neither muscular nor ruggedly shaped by any means. But there was something adorable about him just the same. I watched his slight bottom as it wiggled back and forth in front of me. I admonished myself at once for being such a pervy old lady, but I convinced myself that no harm was being done: no one knew what I was up to but me.As I unlocked the greenhouse door (one didn't leave prize orchids unguarded!) I could feel Scott's eyes on me. I knew I was teasing him already just with my. It was bigger than the ram's prick--quite a good deal bigger- -and the horny woman wasn't at all sure if she could take it. But she sure as hell was going to try.She pulled the horse's cockshaft back with both hands, so that his dark prickhead stood out, flaring.She leaned in and began to tongue his cock.She lapped all over his delicious slab of horsemeat, then tilted her head and fed the tip into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing in as she sucked lovingly on the huge mouthful.The horse reckoned. She'd visited him several times in the hospitaland had managed to cheer him up a bit."I went to see you at the hospital yesterday and they told me you weredischarged last week. I just figured I'd drop by to see how you'redoing." I should have told you. Sorry. Come in. Would you like some coffee?" Okay."They sat at the kitchen table and sipped coffee. Carol broke thesilence. "Do you plan on returning to work soon Bernie?" I don't think so Carol. Not for awhile anyway. Are you still workingfor.