It had four socks in it for each horse. He took one sock and the ointment to the mare. She looked at him, slightly annoyed at his continued attention ...o her one leg. She snorted once and went back to her chewing some grass she had cropped a moment before.He rubbed the ointment into the cut, then carefully lifted the hoof from the ground. She didn’t fight this action. She knew thought she knew what he wanted, to check her hoof. He did check it again, and while he had it lifted, he slid the sock. Her hands are quickly swatted away from her towering owner."You should let her up for air, whore. She can't stay down on me forever." I bet I could, daddy." Kaitlin teased."We'll have to see later. Let her up." Daddy lowered his voice towards Kaitlin.Kaitlin, in a wild state of excitement, doesn't respond. Can she not hear him? Does she not want to hear him? Either way, ignoring daddy's commands is not like her at all."I said let her up you little fuck." Daddy growled and coupled with a sharp. ‘Don’t kill him, Mr. Crowbar.’ begged Chief Moynahan, who had come up with the Sheriff and Paulina. I had thrust my shotgun under Ferrell’s chin at what he’d called Paulina. And yes, I was about to pull the trigger… I was still considering it, too, yes I was… ‘And then,’ Paulina said, ‘the FBI went to Federal Court, claiming jurisdiction because of the kidnapped students and crossing State Lines. The Federal Judge has granted the FBI’s writ, and it’s their jurisdiction, not the SBI’s. You have. It was good, madly good! Long strings of drool oozed from her mouth, wetting down the sheets. Her arms trembled, elbows bowing out, then finally giving way completely. Her ass was still high, however, prancing madly as Brad dug his fingers into her hips and fucked deep again.Sometimes, as mad as it was, the only thing that touched her was his prick and his fingers. He had them hooked around her hipbones, gripping her firmly. She wiggled in his grip. It was wonderful feeling his legs up against.