The Huntsman merely shook his head and finished removing the iron shackles from her wrists. She rubbed them absently, looking at him with genuine puzz...ement and gratitude. ‘Do you know what I’ve done to be condemned here?’ I was the Queen’s handmaiden and committed to her every whim. Every one except for her request to kneel before her and when she placed her soft hands upon my head, to lean forward and kiss her here,’ she gestured with both hands to her sex, her fingertips mere hairs away from. “Let me understand what you are saying? You want half my herd at three dollars a head. Some of those cattle are worth a lot more than just for beef. Admitted the calves are worth no more than fifty cents. Are those included in the count?”“They would be included if they are six months old and most would be of that age this time of year. The crop for the whole year would be lost if they weren’t counted. Look, if we didn’t split the herd and ran them under your brand, it would save a lot of time.. I reach over with my left hand and my fingers take hold of his cock. I rub it a few times and then fondle his nuts for a few moments. I twist around some more in my seat. Since I am right handed, using my left hand seems awkward, so I repeat fondling his cock and nuts with my right hand and stroke his cock."You can do better than that" he says. "I came here today for a blow job, not a hand job." I get on my knees, lean over the tranny hump and get my face down into his crotch. With my right. "Well, and I know it's only been a few short days, but I was thinking that we could take our relationship to a whole new level... If that's okay with you, honey." Kirstie said. Her smile never wavered. "Oh, you think so, huh? What did you have mind-" mid-sentence, Bobby was interrupted by the hottest, most fierce kiss he had ever been apart of. "Follow me and I'll show you, hot stuff." Kirstie said with a sexy lilt to her voice. Without any hesitation, Bobby followed her to her room. As he.