His wife went to get Eliza while I was talking to him.When she came to the phone I told her, "Eliza, old Ben passed away. I'm calling to see if you wa...t to come for his funeral tomorrow. If you want to and need a ride, I can come get you." Oh, Mike, that is so nice of you, but I hate funerals. It reminds me that I might have one of my own before too long. I'll think about that old coot and know he's probably a ghost up on that mountain now. I'll bet he was talking to Connie the whole time he. Okay! Grabbing a pair of hay bail hooks, he rode the elevating ramp to the loft. “Damn,” if it was 98 in the field, it had to be over 120 in the loft. Muscles acing, and sweating like a waterfall, David tried to keep time with his dad, tossing hay bails to his mom, who placed them on the conveyor. Then no more were sent up. “come on you old people, I have done twice the work as you, and I aren’t resting,” wiping the sweat from his face with his t-shirt. “Na these here three rows are sold,”. He swirled his tongue around the head of my cock and flicked the mushroom shaped rim from my shaft upward. Then leaning in a little further, kissed my purple head, softly sucking on the tip. I hadnt lit any candles yet but I could make out his smooth ass stuck in the air as he began to take more and more of my cock into his warm soft mouth. I guess I thought I would last longer but the sight of him sucking my cock and the thought of plowing his ass was too much. I warned as softly as I could,. Drusilla went to the kitchen and came back with a soda and some Vodka. She poured two drinks and challenged me to 'drink up.' I watched as she turned up her glass and emptied it, not wanting to be out done, I followed suit. After two more we settled down on the floor as she went through her stacks of books explaining to me what her thesis would be. I listened intently as she went on for forty minutes, explaining the intricacies of her study. She picked up on particular book and scooted over to.