But first, I have some time I can spend with herat the Ranch. It's like going home in a way.As the bus approached Las Vegas, the. years peeled away. I...was a smallchild, lonely and ignored. But mom made me feel complete. She would takeme to the park, and onto the duck boats. She would come to my soccergames, although I rarely got to play any significant minutes. When I wasin play, she was front row, center, every time.The bus pulled into Las Vegas at 10 a.m. It's a bright-lights city, butit. With ease, and not missing a beat, she licked up his shaft and shoved him back into her mouth getting him to force himself once more down her throat.“You have a very trained gag reflex.” Kenith exhaled with excitement. “But I wonder if that pussy is trained to handle this big black cock..” He continued pulling himself out of her throat. He grabbed her by her neck and helped her to her feet. Brooke felt her face red, her chin and chest covered in spit, and her throat more opened up than she had. "I accepted my new name with total approval. "Thank you mother. My?erm?bust could use some work though." Oh don't worry about that, every woman grows at her own rate. If you were born a girl you would be but as developed as you are now. The women of this family are all late developers. Come, sit. Let me brush your hair for you."---It was an hour later when my mother presented me to the court. She had fixed my hair for me, painted my face and nails and also assigned a lady's maid to. She didn't know how much of it there would be, and she had no concept of the texture of his seed.She moved her mouth so that it was hovering above his chock full scrotal sack and puckered her lips.First she blew cool air onto his wet balls, which apparently felt very good, as it made him snap upward with his loins.She then lowered her head, again finding that she had to pull her long blonde hair out of her face.She knew that there was no way she would be able to suck on the horse's cock, as she.