"Oh, yeah, Jesus!"Charley pushed down hard. He used his free hand to keep her ass cheeks wide open. Simultaneously, he rotated the mechanical pecker s... that Susan's anus got the best possible stimulation. It didn't take a hell of a lot of time before she was groaning. She came up on her hands and knees panting for breath. "Do it hard, honey. And get my clit. Do it really hard and rub my little twat-penis. Please?"He reached around and while he held the dildo in place in his wife's asshole, he. We came a long ways to see our daughter. You goin' let us in?" I don't think so. I think, if you're hungry, we'll give you some food to take on your way." Well, we was hopin' for some gas money and a bed for the night... from Denise, you know? I know she's been workin' for you-all and has money." We don't have any extra beds. We've never turned anybody away hungry, but we aren't in the 'gas money' business." That's OK. We'll just sleep in Denise's room." Mister, I don't know what part of 'no'. “Some cow dog he is,” Cole said.Tag was so disappointed that his dog was scared of a little calf that he could’ve cried. But he didn’t.“Well, he’s never been around ‘em before, he’ll be a good’un, you wait n see,” he told them.“He can be trained, if he’s got it in his blood,” Clyde told them and Tag felt a lot better then.Back at the house, Berty Yancey was checking an old settin hen to see if she had any little ones yet. She didn’t latch the gate to the chicken pen and when she turned around. I was sucking her boobs and she was moaning hard. I was penetrating her with a hard stroke without any mercy.And suddenly I woke up from this wet dream. My underwear was fully drenched with cum. I had given her my number but I didn’t talk with her much. Just those formal messages like greeting on festival eves. I texted her.Me: HeyShe texted after an hour.A: Hey. Woke up now?Me: Yeah just now?A: Ha ha ha what were you doing that late? Playing games?Me: Nah. I was watching a series yesterday.A:.