Maybe cow faced made ... how about it? Did you guys set us up? Huh? C’mon ... fess up.I wasn’t ... not Really ... expecting an answer. And I didn�...�t get one ... not right away.Except.The miner started showing up in the middle of my dreams. What ever the action, he was an island of calm in a sea of turmoil. A pastoral peace in the mountain meadow wild flowers. Never drew attention to himself ... he was just ... there. Almost had me convinced that there was one more Holstein black and white in a. He focused on her fingers as they spread the lips to her small shaved pussy. He could smell her in the air. The aroma was intoxicating, the smell of a rich fucking cunt. He reached out to touch her breast. Suddenly she snapped. "Don't touch me weakling. Don't fucking touch me, not yet." There were moments when they reversed the scenario but tonight was hers and she intended to indulge her more baser desires, fully. She spread her legs open wider so John had a privileged view of her power over. When they were low enough - around mid-thigh - I could see her delicious looking pussy peeking at me from between her legs. She had fleshy pussy lips, and they looked engorged and slightly parted.“Stunning ... beautiful” I commented.Grace laughed. She stood up and faced me again - she had a closely cropped mound in the shape of a landing strip.“Let me see you now ... I felt something quite big before” she teased.I stood and quickly pulled my polo shirt over my head, revealing my chest with its. So I brought him into the house to clean him up and, well… you saw the rest.”Shelly didn’t even know Barb owned a thong, but that wasn’t important. What she did want to hear was more details, so as she held onto her beautiful mom, the teen girl asked, “What do you mean Billy had an accident in his swim trunks?”Barb paused for a second and then said, “Well, he, uhhh… he ejaculated in them.”Shelly surprised Barb when she said, “You mean Billy came in his swim trunks just from rubbing lotion on.