This was my mom’s best friend, talking to me in a way she had never done before.Maggie could sense my awkwardness. “Relax, Ron. As I say, it was n...ce to get an admiring glance. So, what were you thinking when you were looking at me?” she asked with a smile on her face.“Uh well, ...you know...just the usual” I said hesitantly. “I, um, was thinking that you were a very attractive woman for your age.”Maggie smiled again, “Really?” she asked. “An attractive woman for my age....mmm....I think that. I didn't particularly like Katie or her style, but she was honest with me and she did protect my men and deal with the threat in a way we couldn't have." Thank you, Commander. That's a very realistic attitude, one we could use more of in our senior staff. Hold on a moment..."There weren't many days when the Phillip's household was able to kick back and be lazy. This was one of them. Amy, Cindi, Becky and Sammi had gone shopping. That meant things were quiet for a change, Katie thought unkindly.. That’s about 2 liters of semen. That’s enough to get 100 cows pregnant.” There was a lot of backslapping and high fives among the crew. Pretty soon everyone left the barn except my normal ranch hand. He unstrapped me from the rack and led me back to my stall to rest. I returned to my normal routine the next morning of twice a day milkings. About two weeks later when I woke up I wasn’t feeling well. I didn’t eat because my stomach was upset. They led me to the milking barn and my private stall. Down to her thighs. Holding her breath, solitary fingers walks down to her heated shell. Slowly, she forces entry inside her, moisturizing her finger, which comes back up to her soft pearl. Circles or simply rubbing, she doesn’t know, she’s only letting herself go. Breathing somewhat faster, Morgane sees an unclear form of a male coming toward her. It can’t be true, no male except Merlin is able to come in this island. At first she freezes with her hand between her legs, unsure of what to do,.