The far end of it had stock pens, as the cattle drives were becoming less and less as time went on. Cattle were now being moved by railcar.The ranches...were getting smaller as well and the beef breeds were changing. Angus bulls had been imported from Scotland and Herefords from England. These cows didn't graze like the old breeds of long-legged, slab-sided, big-horned cattle that had been driven up from Texas and the border states to the south. These cattle were coddled like no other. They. It didn't take much imagination to guess what those two things were used for, and the thought of the handsome older man stroking his cock sent another chill up her spine.The drawer also had a box of condoms in it, and a couple of burned DVDs that only had women's names written on them.She knew that she shouldn't, but curiosity akin to her namesake once again got the better of her. Kitty left the case where it was, but opened it to remove the disc inside. She took it over to the DVD player and. ”I wasn’t sure what to say, especially since two of the stories I read involved the husbands cleaning the cocks and balls of their wives’ lovers with their mouths, and it didn’t seem that off-putting to me. So, I lied a little, and replied, “I haven’t read too much about that yet, but I could see how you’d enjoy being sucked by the husband, to kind of show him his place in the pecking order before you breed his wife. That seems so primal.”We both returned to reading our books after that, and. “You can do anything you want to me. You can fuck any hole, use all the sex toys you want, I will even agree to be strapped to the St. Andrew’s Cross. The others will watch, and when you are done with me, we all go free,” she insisted again.While the Chastity Police spoke amongst themselves, Brad kissed Jenny, “I love you so much. Are you okay doing this? You know I would never ask this from you.”“You aren’t asking me. I’m offering this so we can all be spared, but mostly for you. I know you’d.