“Papa, you are not listening!” Bob, figuring it was better than the alternative, listened. The obvious alternative was to send Cat to bed right th...n. That would mean to stay there keeping her in the room physically until she collapsed into sleep. Which would risk having her wake in the middle of the night, ravenous. His preference for this bad choice didn’t mean that he enjoyed it. Kathleen, Charles and his mother were seeing a side to Cat he would have preferred that they didn’t.“Now, mon. "Sounds like a good idea" said Norabefore leading Lisa back to the bedroom She was forced to kneel at the footof the bed facing away, her ankles were placed in leather cuffs which werethen connected to the opposing floor posts. This forced Lisa to kneel in anuncomfortable position unable to stand or lie down. Nora took the opportunityto replace the steel handcuffs with leather ones. Fortunately Jeanine was personally acquainted with Mary Jo and was able toconvince her that Lisa was indeed a. The head popped in. Baxter moans. Gradually, I pushed more of my cock in his ass. His breathing quickened and he moaned happily.Once fully seated, I paused momentarily. I felt his anal muscles clenching and unclenching around my cock.I withdrew a couple of inches and pushed back in. Then again. And again.I established a slow and steady rhythm and I swear his ass welcomed each thrust. His butt pushed back against me. His breathing quickened, he gasped and lunged into the pillows. I sensed that. While walking back to the campsite I realized that men weren't the only ones I needed to introduce to cowboy ways. Katia, Shaeta, and Nita needed to learn too. It wasn't only because Katia and Shaeta were by far the best riders besides me either.We didn't have enough Clydesdales for all the men to have one, and there were few men that didn't seem to be too large for the quarterhorses. There were about four of the younger boys who were old enough to learn to drive cattle and still small enough.