I'll dig a hole way out back and bury it all, then cover it with leaves and brush." And he walked to the shed with the lantern.Eric felt his plans for...the night had been ruined by the appearance of her husband, but 'maybe not', he decided. He went up into his bath room and washed his face and brushed his teeth of all blood. And took his clothes off.He looked in on her and found her still sound asleep. The laudanum had really put her under. At least she wasn't suffering, he thought. He really. She winked as she placed the dildo straight up on her crotch. 'Now come on, see if you can deepthroat my cock.' Claire’s misgivings vanished entirely as the erotic image compelled her forward.Lillian watched as the dildos end vanished into Claire’s warm mouth. She was treating the cock like she would a normal one, wetting it up as much as possible and using her tongue to explore its entirety. Lillian rather wished she owned a strap on as she had to hold onto the cock-shaped toy tightly to keep. We rode in silence for a few minutes before the Padre asked another question. “What did you mean when you said Yolanda was the best long-distance rifle shot? Aren’t most rifle shots long distance by definition?”“They certainly are. But most rifle shots are less than four hundred yards. When I say long distance in this context, I’m taking about anything beyond that,” I replied.Again, he looked at me with skepticism.“We’ll show you on our morning ride, tomorrow.”Tom chimed in at that point.. "Okay now drag your pull-up down your legs slowly so the poop doesn'tfall out of it and make sure you stand as close or maybe even over thetoilet so the poop goes in the toilet not the floor that would be supergross. I will hold your nightgown up so no poop gets on it."This has to be the grossest thing; I see the poop in the diaper and it isnow all balled up and I dump it into the toilet flushing it immediately."Wow what happened to your little penis did it fall off into the toilet?I don't see.