"Why boy is it that your fields prosper whiles other languish." Eldest, I work my fields hard. If weeds grow, I pull them. If I see bugs eating, I pus... birds to that field and they eat them, their droppings in turn feed the field. I see rot or disease; I cut around spot and burn it out. I work hard to make best crops. Is that so wrong?" No boy, that is how you raise excellent crops. Hard work and eyes open. Something the rest of the family seems to have forgotten." He gazed around the room at. Safety scissors typically found in EMT kits, a roll of some kind of rubbery tape, and what seemed to be a set of wrist and ankle restraints seen in movies like "One Who Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" or any number of horror flicks. I was very careful not to disturb them. He was, from my experience, very aware of how things were left when he put them away.The next thing, or things rather, that caught my attention were just visible on the shelf above the clothes rack on the left. It was a stack of. My first few shots were deep in her throat. I knew that because her lips were still firmly attached to the base of my cock as I was coming. Surprising myself I continued to come for at least seven or eight spurts. Somewhere in the middle of those, she moved my cock out of its deep place and at least some of my semen shot in her mouth as just the head was left in there by then. She continued to lick around the head and it was exciting to see her tongue licking it as cum continued to spew out and. We settled into a place called Polly Esther's. Evidently Polly Esther's is a chain, with its music built on the cultural hits of the '70's and 80's. Amii Stewart's version of "Knock on Wood," and Heat Wave's "Boogie Nights" were the first numbers I heard playing. Later came a number of interchangeable hits by K.C. and the Sunshine Band. It was Ladies Night and drinks were 2 for the price of 1. Just what we needed. Martini's for lunch, wine with dinner and now 2 for 1 on the tropical drinks. And.