"My fish was a big one. Oh, I just had to land him. He took off downstream and line whizzed off my reel. Oh - he jumped!You were close by now. "Put th... drag on, Sara. You have a beauty! Don't lose it!"I was clinging to the rod for dear life but managed to set the drag. My fish struggled against the sudden resistance. Finally, he began to tire and I was able to reel him up close to the bank where you waited with the net. You released him from the hook and held him up so I could see."Four pounds. “217 for Mr. Grey, and 328 for Mr. Larry Alexander,” she answered.Joe asked, “Please read footnote 217, reading only the first two words and the the second word of each subsequent line.”“This brief ... is ... stolen ... from... 217 ... by ... office... 328. But that is only a partial reading...” Mary argued. She was loyal to her boss, and those few words cost her the job she needed.The judge gave her the gavel. “The witness will answer the question asked and refrain from additional comments,”. She kissed him back in a deep and lustful manner, as if seeking some penetration by other means.Then she began running both hands up and down the form of his body, touching the waist, abs, chest, and shoulders of her soon to be sperm donor. She loved the look and feel of her bull's body as he gently settled it on top of her. Thinking about how masculine and virile he was only made her pussy quiver and want him deep within her even more. She felt the head of his hulking cock against the outside. "Fit ok?" Was the best she couldcome up with in that long minute she took."Yes," Brandon said looking down at the peach robe and hint of nightgownthat fell slightly past the robes hem. Again he let caution slip as headded: "Feels good." Does it really?" Helen asked knowing the answer but surprised over thefact Brandon had admitted to that."Yes," Brandon said moving to the counter and sitting across from Helenas she finished making their cocoa. Brandon wasn't stupid and there wasmore than enough.