Just be a family that loves one another and can be together having a good time with just each other. And I was thinking about how much I love both of ...ou. You know how women are." Wouldn't want you to be any other way either, would we, son?" No absolutely not, how did we get so lucky that we got the perfect mom, dad?" I have no idea but I just say thanks and go on loving her." Ok, stop that now, I'm not going to bake you any cookies just because you brag and lie. I want some more coffee, want. "Well, if your not a 100% submissive little whore, how do you explain thefact that your so wet? I don't suppose you like black cock either doyou?" he said.More muffled cries.He reached up and slipped the ball from her mouth."Listen to me carefully, slut, and think before you answer. Your darlinghusband owes me! He owes me big time. I was going to take it out on hispretty-boy face, but he begged me to come to some "other arrangement"!And you are it! If you do like we say, we might just be. Back to reality I continued my walk round the corner where in the distance I could see the horse rider again,she had dismounted & was taking her riding hat off & she sat on a fallen tree trunk & tied her horse to one of the branches of the fallen tree,I edged myself into the hedgerow that ran along the old railway line & I crept slowly forward.It was a hot day & she had stopped for a rest,she was sweating from her horse ride I was close enough to see her sweat glistening in the bright sunshine. The others laughed at me as I waded down the beach, kicking the gravel back and forth, looking for more metal.That had always been the doom of a smith. Never enough metal, never enough coal.We had exercised our curiosity and turned north along the coast to eventually return home. About two weeks later we came to what we believed to be the Dan river, emptying out in a great fan. We turned inland again, now watching for what we could seize. I was getting older and was constantly ribbed about.