Even at quite a distance away, the Mouse could tell that his former benefactor, the Lion, was in trouble. He, who had pardoned the little creature's f...olishness of running up the nose of a sleeping lion, was now in need. The Mouse, remembering his promise, made haste to see if he might be of help.It was easy enough to find the Lion, the Mouse simply followed the roars and bellows which the Lion made in distress. Upon arriving at the scene of the Lion's capture, the Mouse instantly understood. When we picked up our suits, Mr. Sprague still didn’t mention Catherine, and neither did Tom or I.With our suits boxed and tied on behind our saddles, we checked with everyone on our list and were told that they planned to be there.We stopped at the bank last, and as soon as we walked inside, Mr. Thompkins waved for Tom and me to come into his office.“Les – Tom, I haven’t seen either of you for almost three months. I realize you’ve been as busy as you can be with the harvest, but you could at. ’ Molly tilted her head up and kissed me. Her cunt was juicing and squeezing. ‘I want a fuck like Heidi got. From the front, hard and fast.’ I turned over and threw up the dress. The wet sex, temporarily empty, blinked at me. ‘Hurry,’ she said, with a desperate note in her voice. I was quickly buried to the hilt in a body that was wildly humping and shaking and crying out. A whole string of climaxes ended in a shriek as I unloaded all I had into her. I turned us over and she buried her head in. "Good afternoon, I'm Troy and I believe you and I spoke on the phone together." Yes, that is correct. I'm Paul Johnson. Thanks for coming so quickly. Let me show you the tree." I walk outside and then lead him around back and through the gate to the big tree that concerns me so much. He looks it over and even goes to get a ladder and a drill with a big bit on it. Upon which is drills a hole in the tree and after he gets done, I see that it is a core sample.When he pulled it out he brought it.