You could almost hear her mind ticking over! The possibilities suddenly dawned on her."If it wasn't Peter and it can't have been Mr Jackson then it co...ld only have been your... ", Susan broke off in mid sentence. "Your son!", she continued, "my god it was your son wasn't it!?".Mom just remained quiet."You fucked your own son?" asked Susan loudly. "My god, it was your own son!", she repeated."Yes, yes... it was my own son's spunk that your saw down my legs", admitted mom, "and Peter's for god's. The next day, a delegation of townspeople rode out to the rancher's home and demanded that this feud stop; it was potentially too damaging to the town. He hemmed and hawed for a while, but finally bowed to the pressure. Suddenly, I was out of a job. Without a feud, my employer no longer had need of me, so I collected my money and left.I wandered around until the first of April without finding anything. I was so desperate that I sent a telegram to Saul Jakobs asking if he knew of something that. Seth grabbed a handful of sunflower kernels and stepped closer to Anna. "The question was...what could nimrod do to your body that a real man couldn't do better?" He smirked as she blushed, his tall body menacingly close. Suddenly he grabbed the front of her T-shirt and sprinkled the sunflower kernels over her breasts, adding to the sensation by laying his large hand on her shirt and grinding the tiny kernels gently into her skin. His golden-brown eyes never left her green ones.Anna gasped as. This, in turn, led them to focus on her shortly after that, when she eventually fell flat on her back. Scooter wanted to see his colors fucked by the two ladies, while she was wearing them, this really seemed to make him wild. He went down on her while the other two ground her into the mattress with their undulating hips. She came again, and fell asleep, a sated puddle of campsite queen.The following morning after waking to breakfast in bed provided by Scooter, the two bathed each other in.