Do I use filters for these pictures? Darn, I wish I spent more time with these things. I’m not as hip and young as the other girls Ken associate him...elf with, I bet.Screw it, I threw all caution to the wind and send him a picture I thought was the best of the bunch.My heart raced non-stop. An absurd part of me cared if Ken thought I was pretty or not. Maybe he didn’t like what he saw.“You’re beautiful,” he said, finally.“Oh shush, I look frumpy as hell.”“No, I’m being serious. I’d kill to date. Another thing is i am an absolute a****l freak. I've always had pet cats since i was very little. You mightbe thinking why i mentioned these two things and and how they might relate to the story. Well have a small farm, of about 25-30 goats. It started with just once for the heck of it slowly they kept fucking and reproducing my little ones. So i noticed one thing which is that male a****ls usually get turned on when sniffing a female a****l's pussy, and often ive seen my male goats licking. Then in a hushed tone she added " ... and Grant's cock and your tongue. I feel a little peeved because I missed out on your tongue."Lea amazed me again when she responded with "Well maybe later tonight we can rectify that...".Sam smiled brightly at that comment, and my cock lurched in my pants.We had an amazing dinner. It was very tasty, but the best part happened under the table top level. My hand slid along Lea's thigh to her crotch to discover that Lea had gone 'commando' for the evening. My. " Mom, I have done some of those things too. I am not so ashamed of them because all of those things can be enjoyable. When you control yourself and your activities, they can be fun. When those same things control you it is like walking into the pit."She was looking at me and nodding in resignation that what I was saying was true."Mom, during the past 24 hours how many drugs have you taken? You don't have to mention the drink in your hand."After going through some things in her head, she let.