“He keeps an eye out for people worth keeping.”“She’s that good, eh?” he says with a chuckle.“You can say that,” she answers “In here....I’ll wait with you.”With a wave of the girl’s hand, Daniel slips past her and into the lounge. The door closes and immediately he begins to look around. “Does it matter where I sit?”“Sit wherever you like,” she says.“It’s not a problem for you to hang out here with me?” he questions, taking the closest chair to him.“Oh, not at all,” she says, slipping down. She was telling him she could not stand any more while she was having her last climax.Glen said he had faked an ejaculation.He had never gotten off from that girl's mouth or cunt !SHE WAS A DOG !Fay said "You poor dear, Lacy take this man to bed and give him some real pussy".It worked ! The next week at least two dozen guys asked Glen questions about his date with Millie Porter.Glen might ask "Who is She".Several he told he did not talk about girls he dated.Some he told that he and Millie had. She was leadto the plow which stood in the field?where it was left yesterday. The slave was harnessed to the plow by hertit-chains. Her pony mate, a true pony,?was brought alongside her and she too was harnessed to the plow but by aleather neck harness. A vicious lash with a carriage whip started the team in? the early morning heat. By mid-morning theteam was sweating profusely and were stopped for water. The blonde was lashedoften that morning , more than her animal mate. The black dog had. It was two young men walking, one pushing a bicycle. They might or might not see my wife, I thought so didn’t panic too much. I put my cock away and waited to see what happened. I think the two guys actually saw me at first, which probably made them wonder what I was doing lying down on the far river bank alone. They then caught sight of my wife. I had decided by now to see what would happen, so did nothing to alert my wife to their presence. My wife was totally absorbed by now , oblivious to.