When he had finished with her and left, she tried to milk the cow again but the cow didn’t like her new approach and Jessica soon gave up thinking s...e wasn’t doing it right. That evening she told her younger sister about her day of milking lessons and she (her sister) wanted to learn too. So the next morning after breakfast the youngest daughter Jenny, only 17 years old, went to the milkman and said that she wanted to milk cows too. He calmly submitted to her request but she too couldn’t do it.. Profanity. Sexually charged phrases, things like that. It was very much out of character for a supposedly devout Jehovah’s Witness wife and mother, wasn’t it? I wasn’t gonna complain, though, and evidently, neither was anyone else.Then things really got weird, because a stranger walked right up to Jessica in the middle of class and asked, “Are you Jessica Cortez?”“Of course, I am! This is my Spanish class!” Jessica insisted.“Congratulations. You’ve been served,” the man told her with a very sad. “You either put the drinks on the table, or so help me I will rip this zip clean down to your fat little pussy.”Her aunt was drunk, and from the look in her eyes Sophie knew that she would do it too. Her auntie could be nasty even on a good day, but she was really on one this evening.Sophie took a deep breath and placed the drinks on the table feeling her dress caress and then rise above her tightly clenched thighs. As she straightened, she glanced over her shoulder to see Jack Barlow grinning. Right now, the searching bullet head that was making a nice purchase inside her rear vaginal entryway had all her attention and she knew her fine spray of feminine juices helped smooth the way up her vaginal highway like grease on the wheels of lust. Finally, the young white-skinned African native with the muscles of a wrestler pinned her down in a face-down prone bone position and she was unable to move a single muscle without his permission. His business was at maximum penetration depth and.