She had never held a cock with either of those traits before.When Ken was lying down his belly flab was not so noticeable as when he was standing. Tru...h be told, the exercise and diet were already taking their toll on his excess fat. He hadn't lost a lot of weight yet, but he was firming up enough for the change to be seen. Marcia's husband had actually been bigger around the waist than Ken was.The hand job didn't take long, as expected. Marcia then gave Ken a lesson in female anatomy and it. After watching awhile, he observed they were eating the mice and rats. Realizing his grain wouldn’t last long with the uncontrolled rodents, he allowed them to remain, intending to return to ensure they didn’t become a problem.Returning to the farmhouse, he put his rifle away and grabbed a coffee, just as he did any other day. “You need to be extra cautious today,” he cautioned the two women in the kitchen. “I spotted two walkers by the grain silo today.”The women glanced at each other, before. No, not Mrs bloody Brown, she’s off with her sister. No, I’ve got John with me. John. From the stables.’ This was getting interesting. ‘That’s right, big John. And let me tell you, my girl, that title is well deserved. He’s fucking massive! Hung like a stallion. I walk around bow-legged all day.’She listened for a while, then laughed. ‘God no, much more often than with Gerald. He was a once a week man. John’s three times a day! And I’ll tell you something else, he knows how to spank a girl. I’m. Gill my sister had tears in her eyes. Naomi my wife cuddled up and held me. Our daughter had us all spellbound again. The tech with Bob, had his mouth open, jerked back to reality as Bob nudged his arm, pointing and grinning. Frank, Gills husband, sat down on the edge of the monitor desk, eyes wide. We’d all heard Holly sing this a million times, but everytime was different, real, heartfelt. She reached the last phrase and her voice quivered slightly on the last note. ‘Got yer!’ Yelled Bob,.