"What's wrong Marissa?" she asked. "I remember the days when you lovedto drink down every drop of his cum?"What a bitch! I thought inside my head, s...e really made me mad. Maybeit was the depression I was in, but I lost it. I didn't care anymore."Fuck you!" I cried out, though somehow it didn't carry much weightcoming from my little girl's voice.As I was about to holler at her some more, she slapped me hard. Thenagain. And again. Mary began pummeling me so hard Jim had to stop herfrom. And when I close my eyes the thought of fucking her in the asshole has made my dick hard for decades. Tonight is the night I am finally going to stop imagining about her naked body and actually lick her pussy. It will be the lips of her hot cunt wrapped around my meat instead of my sweaty hand that's going to make me shoot my nut in an hour or so. I plan to keep my pants on as I first strip off her night gown and panties. It will take all my will not to bury my cock deep inside her when my eyes. Aston had seen this and wondered at it at first. It was when he spent time observing the treatment those individuals gave the animals that it became clear. The animals knew who treated them better than others. He had always tried to be nice to the horses, giving them the respect that is their due. The horses, in return, liked and respected him.As Aston grew older and learned more, his skill in care and handling improved. By the time he was twelve, he had mastered the art of hot forming shoes. Lots of tile. Light, cool, airy, someplace a kid could bring friends and not be embarrassed. A cabana out back and he wants the boat lift and cover completely refurbished. I am sure he will want a boat. Need a cover for the pool too, maybe even enlarge it a bit.”“Yeah! One of those solar powered covers that follow the sun so part of the pool is always in shade. Those are killer. Making it as big as possible is a definite must and, I don’t know, refinish the rest of the pool? Maybe even rip it.