When he told us the full story of what he had learned from the doctors in Minnesota, I was devastated! There was nothing I could do to help ease his p...in, but I wanted to do something. I decided that the best way to help was to take as much as I could of the day-to-day drudgery of running the ranch from him onto my shoulders. That way, he could enjoy some of the pleasure of living on a beautiful ranch with loving people who adored him. I began to feel the pressure that he had felt, but I was. John has a very virile body, tall and muscular and evenly tanned because of his outdoor work as a Landscape gardener and his regular nude bathing . Having already been very intimate with this hunk of manhood, I knew what to expect under his shorts. John has a 8" cock and very thick, and it usually takes an effort for me to accommodate the length and girth of his shaft but I loved every centimetre of it. MMMMMMMM He came over to where I was sitting and knelt before me and parted my robe and. ”Zeke reversed, pulled a yewie and got back on the highway. He pulled to the right across traffic and into Kangaroo Drive. There were a few houses and a track. They parked the ute and got out.A voice called: “You blokes lost? This ain’t the hospital.”“Dayee. We’re lookin’ fer ol’ George.”“Oh. He’s gotta shack ‘bout halfway to the creek.”“Right-o.”With Jos carrying the food, they walked up a path a bit west of north and soon saw a ramshackle board and tin shack. A shaggy older man was sitting on. Only the pure ass. The roundest, softest and firmest and shapeliest ass. The most stupendous tail that ever filled out a dress. That’s the sorta tail Ronald K. Pump gets.But not now, no!Goddammit, I hate this job. Every day, another stupid thing to deal with when I’m trying to watch TV, play golf. There’s always some stupid bullshit, some twinkle toed flunky knocking on my door, “Mr. Proctologist, we need you...” BORING!Always some loser wanting my time. Some cuck. Always another schedule..