There was a boom pole mounted on a post with a rope leading down to a wooden seat that was resting on some boards. The boom pole had a big sack tied o... the opposite end from the seat to balance a load, and I could tell it was filled with sand. I had no idea how they controlled the boom pole when Mr. Merle was in the seat.As I looked at it, I remembered seeing men loading a flatcar using a winch with a long rope that wound up on the spool when the two-man hand crank was turned. They had another. He took a minute before he thrust it to me, but when he did, he slammed it home! I had all of that big doggie cock in me at once, his hips hunching it deeper with each stroke. It felt so good! Bear was his name and he made me cum so hard. I felt that big doggie dick as he pounded my smooth pussy. He was driving it so deep! I felt the big head as it touched the entrance to my womb as I came again. He was fucking me faster and faster as my climax continued. His cock was bigger than my husbands. Young too and make me cosyStranger: Ok come a lil closerYou: hmm…*scurries towards u and comes closer to ur face*Stranger: Look at you and say hiYou: okie eh hiiii……..whats this wierd smellStranger: I dont knoYou: what the heck!!!!! hey u ?? u???? u???? no wayStranger: What whats wrongYou: excueseme please can i knw ur ageStranger: 19You: omg im an year younger than u but i cant help it……i like u a lot and i can smell u fingering urself rightStranger: Do you like that smellYou: i love. ?"What's up there, Kenni?" Dad grinned as he stood in the doorway. Kenyon had thrashed me within an inch of my life with a bullwhip for calling her "Kenni" but it didn't seem to bother her when my worthless father used the diminutive version of her name.?"Oh hey, Marcus. I'm just putting your bad son through his paces." Kenyon grinned at him. Although I was naked (except for the heels) Kenyon was adorably attired in a snug silk beige top and black jeans, and I could tell my father's eyes were.