The house, a fine example of 1890’s architecture and the best carpenters money could buy, was knocked six inches off its foundation by a felled cott...nwood tree. I was sad for the thirteen thousand old trees shattered on the ranch and the twelve hundred head of branded Circle K cattle killed in the fields and who knows how many yet to be branded calves.I was sad for the fools.The only thing I accomplished was finishing my Flintlock class. The fit and finish on my full stock flintlock was such. Karen lowered Louise's knickers to bare her glorious large round arse and she kissed each mound before moving back around to the front where Louise undid Karen's bra and the two sets of tits danced together. Karen's knickers were soon off and the two naked women crashed onto the bed.There was much kissing and caressing and fingering of wet cunts before they got in the sixty-nine position and licked each other to orgasm. There were a few more orgasms that night before, at about five in the. On my way home I was imagining Carol's girl friends naked, all of them. Carol was brunet, around 5 ft. 5 with small pointy tits with a almost hairless pussy. Her nipples were the puffy kind and I loved sucking on them making them protrude more from her tit than usual. Her pussy was tasty with prominent lips holding a good sized clit. Her cunt was sized as extra tight and her blow jobs were of the excellent swallow variety.When I came up the drive way I noticed Phil's bicycle. Phil was Carol's. It sprang to life and all was well and I found myself going into automatic mode, opening up the browser to check my Facebook.As Kim had been on the computer when the power went out a message asking if I would like to go back to where I was appeared on the screen.Now, if I’d pressed no, I’d be none the wiser. I’d be living in blissful ignorance.But out of sheer interest I pressed ‘yes.’Four tabs opened up.Three were innocent enough. They were work related, but the fourth was an email account.