In spots where chicken manure had been spread out, the grass was a lush deep green and knee high. Sally brought up the grass hook that Clark got from ...he hardware store. It was way more efficient and less tiresome than using the sickle.With the clearing cut, Fifi and Trish enjoyed their wide open playground running around naked, climbing on top of all the little heaps of drying hay to come tumbling down. But, the most exciting moment of the day was being carried on Clark’s shoulder to the. Mom got so excited that she put her arms around me and hugged me so tightly with her legs wrapped around me and was moaning loudly. “Son, what are you waiting for? Put that 8 inches of your cock in to your mom’s cunt and fuck her. Fuck me son, fuck me. I can’t wait. Are you going to put it in or do you want me to guide that cock of yours to my burning cunt. Fuck me son fuck me she kept pleading. Oh god I can’t wait for that 8 inches of meat to go into my fucking cunt.” “Mom I have not seen. " Yes, they do. That's why I eat in the lounge before class sometimes. I keep hoping it will make some kind of difference but it doesn't."I got some cups and poured coffee for each of us.Myra took a sip. "This is so good. What is it?" It's just a Columbian blend." It's so rich and flavorful." Part of that's that I just ground it and part of it is it's not as mass produced as the coffees that sell a million cans a day." I can tell I'm going to have to spend some time over here." Speaking of. We YouTubed "Goodbye Horses" by Lazerus. Kim found a shawl that she'd used playing an old woman on Halloween. We rock paper scissored to see who would go first. It was Kim. I was second, and Steph was third. Kim disappeared into the bedroom, with the shawl. She was giggling nervously. She closed the door. Steph wolf whistled, then winked at me. She hit "play". After about 10 seconds, the door opened, and Kim entered. The shawl was d****d over her shoulders, so that it covered both her breasts,.