If she makes it through the next 24 hours, I'd say she'll be alright."Carr nodded, eyes still sweeping the yard and road, alert to any movement. "I sa... an old John Deere backhoe out behind the barn earlier. If it runs it will make clean up a lot easier on us." No time like the present," Junior stated. "Let's see if we can get it going. Ever run one before?" he asked as they walked toward the back yard. Carr shook his head, then nodded at Janet who had stepped to the back door."We're gonna try. Lowe stopped by the door, and cleared her throat. Austin had beendaydreaming that someone really _did_ want to adopt him. "The door,"Mrs. Lowe said impatiently.Austin grabbed the door and pulled it open for Mrs. Lowe. She demandedthat he be polite, even gentlemanly, toward her and other women. As shewalked past, a scornful look on her face, Austin knew that he was goingto be in trouble for not being quick enough to hold the door for her."Now you wait here, while I go get this straightened. Brown’s bare bottom with his huge tool of depraved deliverance on an early Saturday morning when most of the young maids were still at their milking duties with skillful gentle hands. The sounds of the still attractive and cooperative human lady receiving the covert warlock’s hard blows on her delicately white rear end caused some tears to come to Eve’s immature eyes because she could also hear the older woman’s whimpers of feminine shame and humiliation quite clearly in the early morning air.. Tim's back is to everyone as he looks into the bathroom, “She’s still in the shower. And I’m freezing in these.” Tim reaches down and slips his wet boxers off. Amber stares at his firm ass. “Damn right, it’s cold in wet boxers,” Devon follows suit and takes his wet boxers off. Amber turns her head and looks at his tight ass. Devon asks Tim, “Were can I toss these?” Tim turns and puts his boxer on the dresser, “Anywhere, just don’t forget them later.” Amber gets a quick peek at Tim’s cock..