. the four tipis were still up ... although one of them had a note pinned to the door.“For Sale?” Call Jo at 6o7-2929. Eaton’s Ranch.“Jo?”�...Karen Post.”“You left a note pinned to one of my tipis.”“Yes.”“Make me an offer.”“Fifteen hundred? Yes ma’am. For that I’ll deliver. Eaton’s Ranch?”I took the pinned one down, loaded it on the Dodge and took off. Wolf Creek south to Soldier Creek west to the Wye with Beckton Road. Beckton sorta south to the Tee with Eaton’s Ranch Road. Turn right. Half way. Amos, the principal asked her to sit down and they spent 15 minutes discussing the books she wanted to order for the next term. When they were finished she got up to leave and as she turned Mr. Amos said."Oh dear it looks like there was something on that chair. I'm sorry."The mortified teacher mumbled, "That's ok, I'll take care of it", as she hurried out of the office. Fortunately there was no one in the hall as she rushed back to her room. Lisa was waiting."Hello pet. We have to get moving. "Let's take it up a notch. I'm going to fuck you into oblivion, Mrs. G," I said while letting go of her hips and grabbed her wrists, pulling backwards."Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh, Goooooooooooooooooooooooood," Carmen screamed as she was pulled back onto my long , fat dick.I leaned forward, letting go of her wrists and grabbed her black hair. Her tight ass was pressed against my groin, and my angle into her changed. Her cunt muscles began squeezing my throbbing meat in a rhythmic fashion indicating. ”Edwin turned and strode to the other end of the barn. The younger Tucker had a way of admitting defeat in a way that deprived the victor of any satisfaction. He was laughing at Cal, as though the fight was a big joke and Edwin didn’t care if he’d won or lost.“Yes, it sure is like old times,” Cal repeated.His brother didn’t hear him over the sound of the pumps. Maybe Edwin had won the fight after all. For the moment he went back to tending to the milking.In a while they were done. The cows were.