"You said my boy took over running the ranch when he was about seventeen," Jim recalled. Again, both men nodded. "I know he got married or had a woman...cause, you're here William." He smiled at William and continued, "Who'd he latch onto? Who was your mother William?"William continued the story. "John was about eight when Iron Buffalo left, but every spring he and Chante would go stay with his grandfather for four or five weeks. Chante told him he needed to learn about his heritage and what it. "After Annie had made the call she told me what had transpired."The Sisters were a bit concerned that they were imposing on us, I assured them that we were more than happy to have them over, that's why we were inviting them." That's why I think that the cabin idea is a good one, it takes that aspect out of the equation." The other thing they were concerned about was the cost of hiring a bus, I told them not to worry as we would pay for it." That gives me another thought Annie. If we go ahead. "Christ," he muttered, "I'm so fucking confused about what's wrong and what's right after this, I don't know what the truth is anymore."Millie spoke up again, gently prodding her mixed-up uncle. "Don't know what they said when you two were kids, but these days it's simple. No more of that old-fashioned crap about what's right and wrong. Just boils down to one thing. The only mile that matters... is if it feels good, do it!"Caught between the past and present, Matt looked yearningly at his. I release him and lick the remaining cum from him. I move up and lie next to him, my hands tracing patterns across his chest, listening to his breathing quiet down. He lazily reaches out and brings my hand to his lips, kissing my palm. ‘Damn!’ he says to me, finally opening his eyes. ‘What’s wrong?’ ‘Not a damn thing. It’s just that usually when I’m with a woman it’s all about her. They just want me to get them off. Some won’t even go down on me. If they do, most won’t let me cum in their.