She had wanted Marc first, but saw her nipples grow hard and erect under the pressure. Someone kissed her on the neck, on the shoulders. And she shive...ed as she turned and recognized the man as the sneaky looking Randall Anderson. He smiled crookedly at her, running his fingers from her breasts down to the pink, dilating cunt lips of her inflamed crotch. She groaned in protest at the sudden, familiar contact, but in spite of her revulsion she didn't try to stop him or pull away.She looked down. " We lived in a soddy our first winter here," Mrs. Graves said. "It wasn't easy, but we made do." Do you have any idea what you'd want for the cattle and horses, ma'am?" I asked."I talked it over with my banker and he says he doesn't think the cattle will bring more than six or seven dollars a head at auction," she said. "I don't expect we'll get more than twenty dollars a head for the horses."I did some quick ciphering and said, "That'd be anywhere from $2,400 to $2,800 for the cattle and. She was watching me and saw her husband, on his knees, with a tongue covered in her lovers cum."Swallow," she ordered. Just as she always did, I showed her the cum in my mouth and then swallowed it all down. The taste was unusual but not unpleasant and I could understand why Katie loved swallowing my cum after oral sex. "Now clean every drop of Tyler's black cum from my used pussy," she said, "I was planning on making him wear a condom but when I saw him, and then his massive black cock, there. "I think you've cured me of my deep cynicism about marriage." It wasn't a proposal; just an indication I was thinking on those lines.She really didn't say much. After a while, I heard her breathing slow, and I knew she was asleep. I joined her in that sweet slumber.It was the last time for a while.She didn't come home the next evening, and I got worried. It wasn't like her. She finally stumbled in around midnight, reeking of beer and smoke. "Where have you been?" I asked, rather more sharply.