Or I should say helping JC to install a metal gate. A gate that was to work as a chute. We'd need it to organize the herd for vaccines and vet visits ...nd..."And just how many cows did you buy?" A voice said behind me.I jumped upright! The gate fell crashing down on JC's hand. Who immediately started cursing up a storm."Oh Hera's nightgown!" I said instantly trying to lift the gate back up.Kevin was there the second JC's hand slipped free."I ah..." Kevin glanced at JC."Yeah yeah." JC said. An exclusive suburb best described as semi rural. Multiple adjoining five/ten acre blocks each with room for a decent airstrip. Three million might just buy you the cheapest homestead up there. A few of the girls from the college lived up that-a-way I knew, having taken both Jenna and Kylie there for the odd birthday party. Privacy certainly wasn’t an issue in Windsor Hills. Michelle was seated in the front with her Father and I found the conversation somewhat heavy going, realizing that. They had picked Timothy out specifically to be the father of her baby and he was "cockhead deep" inside her cunt now and pushing his ass strongly forward to give her all the length and girth of his horny cock. Honey spread her legs wider to allow him full access to the very depths of her pussy and she even thrust her ass up off the bed to enhance his mounting her and possessing her cunt completely on his first inward fuck stroke.Honey's nipples grew instantly harder from the feeling of. A. before that being of the closing of the day for that being of the five o'clock p.m. hour. I mean this stupid, crazy, excuse my language, &/or pardon my French, s.o.b. bastard was armed to the teeth, pardon the pun, none intended, & no offense is meant to be possibly directed against any of the victims of this mad shooter when I had mentioned that last, & as he himself being of the mad-shooter was shooting like crazy at some, or such of anybody, &/or everybody, like pocketta-pow-pow, shooting.