I could tell by Mrs. Simpson’s reaction that she wasn’t happy. She tried to talk him out of it, but Carrie told him that it would be great to hav... him watch the movie with us. Mrs. Simpson clearly mad, said she was tired and going to bed. Paul said he would get the popcorn going while the girls got the blankets and the movie ready. I offered to get the drinks. Paul said he would love to help me. I got the drink orders and went into the kitchen where Paul was popping the corn. Paul made small. “Where’s the keys to the cuffs,” I asked.“They tossed them in the pond,” mom said.“What you want me to do?”Dad spoke up then. “Ride to the ranch and call the sheriff and report our truck missing. Then get the bolt cutters in the shop and bring them back here. You’re going to have to bring the tractor with the loader on it back, as I took the Jeep to the mechanic earlier today, and the other old pickup doesn’t want to start for some reason. We loaned the car to my sister. Bring your mother and. Helen pulled Bullet back a tiny bit only to insert her finger inside my hole. "How would you like this to be removed? My finger? Mrs., Jansen's finger? Or by Bullet's cock?" I didn't know his penis was also a cock, so I said, "By Bullet."Helen replied, "That would be the best choice. Even though our fingernails are long enough to be sharp and penetrate your hymen easily, Bullet's cock tip is small enough to enter your hymen and stretch it out and break it easily without much pain or discomfort.. You have fabulous tits and the most incredible nipples I’ve ever seen.”They tingled even more. The thought of him not only looking at my breasts, but talking dirty to me was very arousing.He moved forward and placed one of his hands on my left breast. I knew he had to feel my body shake as his warm fingers touched my skin.“Do you mind Mrs. C?”I couldn’t speak. I just shook my head no.He placed his other hand on my right breast and began gently massaging them. I was in heaven from his touch. He.