"Do I think she should have checked on her son last night? yes. Do I think she is a lousy mother, I can't judge I've never been a mother. Did she do a...ything criminal? Probably not.We can meet with the DA when we get back. Maybe he can think of something. In the meantime I have to do something with a four legged hero," I said."You gonna take her mutt," Melvin asked."Looks like it," I said. "Where is the dog man." He went home I think. I can call and see," Melvin said."Do that, I'm not about to. The working crew joined us. Five guys and what surprised me, a lady. She was about 26 or 27 and was physically able to do the job. Agnes told me later that she, Lois, had a hard time convincing everybody she could handle the job. But she had held her end up even when she was handed the shitty jobs that a cattle ranch can offer.Both Suzy and I were introduced, and a couple of the old hands remembered me. Most of the evening was spent telling war stories and outright lies. Both of which were. I pushed my hand down against the inside of her buttock allowing the heel of my hand to touch each of her holes in turn while spreading her cheeks. I repeated the move over and over again until I heard Rosa panting and felt her pushing up against the movements of my hands. I moved around to the other side and repeated the same movements. Rosa was breathing heavier and heavier and her body movements were getting more erratic. Her legs had opened so they were over the table sides and I could. “I’ll do whatever anyone else has done ... And a bit more...” She notes Dennis licking his lips, looks him up and down, and then adds, “I’d do ANYTHING ... Including an ugly, hairy, fat old man!” She keeps a straight face – no giggles, no laughs. She’s serious.Dennis sparks up, “Right then ... Kit off!”Bridget smiles, pauses for a while, turning from side-to-side, shoulders back, small chest forward, showing off everything she’s got – it’s not much, but it’s nice - then leans in toward the.