How’s that for a fucking result? Grip her tight, ‘cos I’m not going to hold back here.”Scarlet’s hands were splayed on the table-top, Blondi... bracing her further, as Mac pressed the head of his implacably hard cock to her lips and prised it in between them. She moaned at the intrusion of his bulging glans and at the promise of so much more to come, her plaintive voice intensifying the buzz of energy around his body. This was going to beat the hell out of whacking off in the shower one more. Is there a bigger field we can put 'em in? A lot bigger?" Yep. Yours. This is my holdin' paddock." Right. What time is it?" Bit past ten." Yup. Let's head up to that boundary fence. I need to know how far it is. Is my place divvyed up, or one big enclosure?" I dunno. I guess it's at least two or three enclosures. Even the folks years ago wouldn't want everything jus' wandrin' around near 10,000 hectares." What?" Your lease is just under 10,000 hectares. I dunno what that is in acres. It's. A little giggle escaped her mouth and she half closed her eyes whilepursing her lips. This continued for a time before she adjusted the camera to a slightly lowerangle so more of her was visible. I noticed her freshly shaved pussy, it looked so sexy andsmooth, the lips slightly opened like the petals of a flower. Zaida continued her erotic caressingfor just a few moments more until the somewhat recognizable figure of her lover Àlvaro cameinto view to stand right behind her.''Damn!'' I. Speaking of football, Bud Mason had arrived at Lincoln High and was working with the offense. I talked to some of the guys on the team and they said that Coach Hope had pretty much turned the offense over to him. I thought that was a smart choice since Bud had more coaching experience than probably our whole staff combined.Bud hadn’t forgotten about me. I found new plays sent to me and video of how he wanted them run. I planned to work with my teammates that were here to practice them. I admit.