So are you!" May gasped, her eyes still fixed on her husband's cock.I want that, she thought to herself as she continued to stare at the thick stalk o... the man's cock. I'd almost forgotten just how big and thick my husband's cock was! Fucking Nick was great. I'll never forget it and I'll want to fuck him again very soon. But he's not home right now and Mark is, Mark and his huge, hard prick. I want to take every delicious inch of that gorgeous cock into my little pussy!They fell back onto the. He owned a large cattle ranch in eastern Texas, near the town of Nacogdoches. One day while drilling a well on the far side of his grazing land, he hit a gusher, not of water, but oil. At first he sold his raw crude to a fellow who shipped it by rail to a company that refined the oil into kerosene. But he realized that the bulk of the profits were being reaped by others, so he hired an experienced refiner and built his own refinery. Soon he had his own freight company as well. As his wealth. They rode for miles to make up some of the time they’d spent making yet another deal for lands in Indian Territory. Late in the day, they came upon the South Fork of the Canadian River once more, where it curled back, making a wide grassy place near the water’s edge, the grass growing tall and green.They pitched camp here, gathering brush and driftwood to build a fire. Duncan had developed a taste for coffee while being laid up at the house so long. He broke out his small pot Lorene had found. "I was going to ask who was playing, but thought better of it. Eventually,Bethany gave up her hunt and flopped into the reclining leather chair onthe other side of the room. I guessed that was probably her Dad's chair,before he took off.The women came back eventually, Sara handing me my Coke and then handingBethany what looked like a glass of wine. "Even though you've been rudeto me today, I'm going to let you have a glass of wine and lemonade," shesaid as she gave the glass to her.