. the house, a fine example of 1890’s architecture and the best carpenters money could buy, was knocked six inches off its foundation by a felled co...tonwood tree. I was sad for the thirteen thousand old trees shattered on the ranch and the twelve hundred head of branded Circle K cattle killed in the fields and who knows how many yet to be branded calves.I was sad for the fools.The only thing I accomplished was finishing my Flintlock class. The fit and finish on my full stock flintlock was such. None of them except one.This would not be an erotic story if there wasn’t one man, that by a twisted joke of nature is endowed with the right tool to turn this world upside down. Turn it upside down, one, maybe two women at a time. Possibly three, but that must be the maximum, doesn’t it? I guess four, if he uses his dick, both hands and goes down on a woman at the same time. Be that as it might, this one man, this ultimate stud, is Lyonel Baratheon.From other tellings of this world, you dear. We began texting as we do as soon as the first persons eyes opened. He sent the final text that he would call when he was close. I lay in bed for another 45 minutes before I began to get ready. I got up picked out the perfect outfit and got in the shower. I went to the car and rain was pouring down. I hate driving in the rain. I'm glad it wasn't a long drive. As I was approaching the final strip he called and let me know he was there. I told him "I was a min away". As I drove up I found a. Michelle was sitting on the upper step with her legs splayed open looking down at Katie who was floating in the water with her head between Michelle’s legs. Michelle was stroking Katie’s hair while she lapping and tonguing out Michelle’s pussy. Soon they both sat up and embraced in an impassioned french kiss.Michelle then led Katie over to one of the padded lounge chairs and they maneuvered into a 69 position with Michelle on the bottom. Heads began bobbing gently between spread legs with hands.