She just laughed. “Actually, I’m a little disappointed that you quit! It can get very boring driving a cab, so I was looking forward to the entert...inment – and a story to tell the other drivers.” I felt myself blush, but I chuckled. “Well, sorry to disappoint you then – but you can always make up the rest of the story, right?” “Oh, I’m sure I will! And thanks for the tips – both of them!” That took me a second, until I realized that she was looking at the front of my pants, and I glanced down. I thought that was pretty, Dawn." It is," I said, admiring her long legs and lush mouth. She pulled her dress back up on her shoulder covering a dark nipple that had crept out. I felt the urge rising in my belly and was happy to recognize it."I'll think about it," she said, standing and brushing off her seat.I helped her up on the horse, and I walked for the next few miles watching her fine body bounce and her well-muscled legs grip the big animal; then she walked, and I rode and watched her. . not for long anyway.”“What else can we do?” someone finally asked.“And who are you, anyway?” another asked.“Gentlemen, this is my Cousin, Margaret O’Connell. It was Margie and her Husband who are responsible for the removal of the weeds and brush from your fields so you could plow them easily,” Owen told them in introduction.“Really?” several of them asked.“You ain’t planned on using fire to solve this problem is you?” another asked.“No, not fire,” I told him. “What I am asking is for you to. She looked up at me, wide-eyed with surprise, and I withdrew my cock until I was almost slipping out of her, then, after a long moment, I drove it into her with all the f***e I could manage, jerking her body savagely. What was it she’d said? ‘I like men to be rough with me … **** me!’ I f***ed her arms above her head, gripping her wrists with one hand while I kneaded her soft breast fiercely with the other, ignoring the pain from my sprained wrist, and rammed my cock into her again. ‘Yes … oh,.