This time she was back in about an hour, parked Rob's truck, and then started moving all her own stuff over to the trailer. No one was helping her mov... it all, and it took her a good two hours before she seemed satisfied that she had everything.I'd spent all morning and part of the afternoon grafting new branches on the root stock and seeing to watering all the two gallon cans the rootstock was sitting in while waiting to be re-planted. A few of the earlier grafts hadn't taken, so I pulled out. He really seemed to like this. His fingers would rub my clit which left a stain on his trouser, but I knew he didn't mind. Dessert was a rich pudding that Mom made on special occasions, like my birthday. Using a spatula she smeared it over my tits so Mr. Miller could lick it off.My dinner came next and consisted of grapes, strawberries, and baby carrots. I sat on the table with my legs spread eagle. Mr. Miller slid each piece of food into my pussy before feeding it to me. Through the whole meal. The master was in his mid thirties, grey beard and a scar on the side of his face and mutt looked like he was in his mid twenties. Tim starts talking to him about how cool the fight was and how excited he was and found out that The brown mutts master’s name is George.“George how old is it “ asks tim“oh 17 I guess “ replies george“i thought he was in his mid 20’s “ greg said with a bit of surpise in his voice. “The male mutts are stronger, bulkier than the females and grow quiker that female. She looked up into Jim's eyes and smiled at him. Obviously, he took this as encouragement, and he planted a long kiss on her lips. His hands held her boobies, caressing them tenderly. When their lips parted, he kissed her forehead."You're a wonderful woman, Rose. Don't ever let anybody tell you differently."A wave of emotion swept over Rose, and she said something that she thought she would never say, let alone mean."Jim, I think, I may love you. Isn't that strange? I didn't know you, four.