They sure do like to see cowboys bleed.Daddy limped back over to Red, giving him a good rub along his jaw like he preferred. Together, the two limped ...owards the pens and I was off like a shot. I was supposed to be working on my homework but I never, ever missed seeing Daddy ride if there was a way around it. Even when we fought, he was still my Dad, my hero.It was only a couple of weeks ago that we ran in to Momma again. Sure, she had been at some of the same rodeos, this was the highest. My tongue sliding across your hot wet pussy lips then inside you pushing it deep inside you. The moan of pleasure I hear tells me that I am doing exactly what you hoped. I then take each of the last two into my mouth one at a time and push them up inside you. My tongue pushing them up inside you and brushing against your clitoris as I get them inside you. Then smiling up at you as I look at what is now to be a great strawberry sundae for me. I slowly lick your pussy with my tongue, cleaning. I walk for hours, stopping for coffee along the way, until it’s dark and I have no choice but to head back. Spring in this part of the country is chilly when the sun goes down, and my fleece sweater isn’t quite warm enough to keep out the stiffening breeze. But back at the hotel, I realize I’ve just been delaying the inevitable. Unlike the last time, I know exactly why my skin feels tight, I know precisely why my heart rate is erratic and my stomach feels hollow in a way that has nothing to do. Then she spotted a model gazing at her. Porcelain skin. Light yellow, nearly white blonde hair. Delicate, beautiful features, looking like Twiggy back in the sixties. Tall and slim like all the models, with a perfect model's butt. Dressed just like Sarah in a generic robe and nothing else. The blonde looked up from her books, a thick text and a yellow note pad, lowered her cute cat's eye glasses and gazed at Sarah. She waved Sarah to her."Sit," she said. "I know that look." She had a.