He had his sheep to care for and they depended on him and loved him unconditionally.Larry's father had passed away when he was a teenager and his moth...r had raised him to be a responsible, educated, loving man. As a sheepherder, he had learned to organize his time and his life to accommodate his responsibilities. He was up early to feed the animals and took them out to the pasture to graze every day after eating breakfast with his mother. Little did his mother know how much Larry enjoyed his. I hated tea, but wasn’t going to let Ron know that. The guy had set out a nice spread, with some butter cookies, or biscuits, as he called them with his muddled, possibly British accent. We played some Rocket League, and even though Ron owned the game, he was terrible at it.I was about to ask Ron how long he’d had the game, and then suddenly became dizzy. “Oh shit...” I mumbled, and then everything went black.This morning:Getting no response to her knock, Demie twisted off the doorknob of. We reached the bedroom. I took her and threw her down the bed, and took my pants down and started to gag that bitch with my dick. I pushed it in her mouth and asked her to keep it there, while I was slapping her ass and putting my fingers in her ass and her pussy and licking it.She seemed to enjoy it, I pulled her up by her hair and slapped her and asked, is this the way to suck a dick. I’m gonna punish you bitch, I pulled her pussy near my dick and started to fuck her wet pussy, she was really. Her body glistens with sweatfrom the work out... We were all alone just me and her.Yvette Bova stood at the work out room bench pressing about 200 pounds. Shewas wearing a tank top and shirt skirt. My mouth was wide open when you sawthat she was wearing no panties and a very short skirt. I have a view of herperfect clit. It stuck out an extra 3 inch due to working out. She wasdripping wet with pussy juice. I could see her hot juicy clit sticking out.The shirt was tight and showed off her.