”“No, shit?” She was right up his alley.“No, shit.”“How do I sign up for the auction?”“The entry fee isn’t cheap, but if you don’t...win, it’s fully refunded less a modest handling fee. Sign-up is five hundred bitcoins.”“FIVE HUNDRED?” Roger ran a quick check on his phone. That was over three million dollars! “You bastard, and you got me for two and a half percent!”“Two and a half percent of the final sale price, old chum. All the heavy hitters are in it to win it. You’re not getting her. "You know Mr. Davis, your daughter is right, our families are very much alike. We love sex and we don't apologize for it. There is nothing better then taking a sweet young thing to your bed, and having your way with her," Frank said, as he searched around the room with a gleam in his eye."Patterson, I guess you're right, too, I don't apologize for loving my girl, and as for your son, well, we will see." I can understand how you feel, but I think I have an idea how we can prove that we mean your. Well, the dogs and I worked our asses off and managed to get 13 hogs. That was over 2,000 pounds of hog carcasses. I was afraid that the load would be too much for the wagon, and I wondered how I was going to handle it. Fortunately, Harlow showed up about then with the excuse that the printer wanted to raise the price. Harlow refused to pay more than the originally agreed upon $1, and the printer finally gave in.Harlow and I loaded eight hogs on the wagon and left the buckboard with Edna. For Dave, just at the instant of orgasm, his balls were unbelievably sensitive. His wife knew this and usually stopped teasing them at that point. This time, however, she let the thick cream dribble from her mouth and run down his cock onto that hairy bag. She guessed, correctly, that Sam would lap it up from his balls prolonging the intensity of his orgasm to a point of unbearable pleasure. Dave tried to pull back, it was more than he could stand. But Sam, displaying a devilish streak, grabbed.