I waved as they turned the corner to head for the Dan Ryan Expressway. When the car was out of sight, I went back into the house and grabbed a Dr Pepp...r from the fridge. I went to my office and dialed Stephie’s number.“I’ve missed you, Yankee,” she said after we said ‘hello’.“I miss you too, Peaches. Everything OK at home?”“Except you not bein’ here, yep! Still coming down on the Thursday before the race?”“That’s the plan. You still planning on coming back with me on Tuesday after the. All I could remember was that they were a great light cavalry force and the Apache were fine guerilla fighters.I was still worried about artillery. I knew nothing about artillery tactics and capabilities.I kept the ranch in good repair, and closed out our fall garden and turned the soil to let the plants rot over the winter.I asked if the family would like to go to the store and buy some new things before the winter council meeting. They all thought that was a great idea.We loaded up and left. Mom looked down at me and smiled, her face covered in my sister’s juices. I kissed my way up Mom’s body and licking all the beads of sweat pussy juice I could see. I kissed mom hard and asked if she was ready for this. I mean, fucking your daughter’s fingers is one thing, but your son’s cock is another. She just looked me in the eyes and said..“Fuck me, Jake! Fuck your Momma like she‘s never had a cock before!” Cassie lent over and kissed me then Mom, then sat in the chair beside us and spread. . Dammit, they were right! She COULD have raised Hell earlier -- at just about ANY time -- and a little swat from something shouldn't have stopped her. But she let Master Rusty run all over her -- why?Because it was exciting -- that's why. Because she could let someone else make her decisions for her -- that was another big reason. And, maybe most important, because she was hungry for those occasional words of approval... ... Speaking of which... "Tell me what you want from me, Master." Spread.