Butcher is coming today to take the picture, so there’s nothing can be done.’ ‘Yeh, I reckon not,’ Daniel said with a sigh. Then he hopefully ...dded: ‘Maybe Mr. Butcher will come back next year to take another picture.’ Miriam laughed. ‘Maybe,’ she agreed. ‘We’d best start getting the water organised for the baths to be taken.’ ‘OK, Maw.’ Every homestead required a good supply of water and that was a commodity hard to come by, despite torrential spring rains. The land often lay bone dry. When. ‘Ben?’ Elle answered. As expected, her voice was tight with worry. ‘What’s wrong? Where are you?’ ‘Baby,’ he murmured, trying to soothe her. ‘I’m okay. I’m still at work. I’m sorry for waking you up again.’ She sighed. ‘You are safe, that’s what’s important. What’s up?’ Ben could not miss the wariness in her question. ‘Karen called me. I have to go check up on her.’ ‘I don’t like this,’ she said. ‘I know, Elle. But I can’t ignore her now,’ he said. ‘I hope you understand that.’ ‘Yeah, I. He reached down yanked at my shorts ripping them down my legs exposing my pride and glory. “Fuckin’ A bitch your bald, when the hell did you do this?” He clumsily stumbled to get his shorts off, couldn’t get to them fast enough. What a brother! Him standing in all his bare glory with his twitching hard cock stretched out calling to me, I was in heaven. Closely trimmed pubic hairs displaying the solid outlines of his tight balls tucked neatly under his cock. His frame is tight and solid. The sun. But sadly, we reached the guest house by that time. I was so busy while driving that I did not notice the guest house was way out of the city. It was surrounded by some kind of lush green fields all around, and there was no other buildings or houses to be seen. It was right in the middle of no where, and I was stuck with four horny men for the next week or two. It was a duplex house and the inside was very richly decorated. There were steps going up and there were three bedrooms on the first.