He made his way into her den, went into her bedroom and peeked first into her drawers then her closet. He tried to recall the last time he’d been in...here how it had been, if she’d made any new changes to her wardrobe or not. Apparently she had. He could only surmise that it was on account of that silly white boy she’s been seeing. No problem, he thought. They were going to have themselves a long conversation about that. He pulled a chair to her bedroom doorway and lounged back to wait. * * * *. "I knelt on the towel by the side of the tub and pulled her phone fromher purse, carefully handing it to her, not wanting it to fall in thewater.She lifted bar of soap from underneath the water and began to wash herarms but quickly stopped and sighed. "I am so tired, I just want torelax, and the water feels so good."I started to answer her but she put her finger to her lip and in areprimanding way shushed me. "Open your mouth sissy," she said. WhenI did she placed the pink Oil of Olay beauty. She pushed on my shoulder to put me on my back, and moved to bring her head to my quivering cock."Perhaps ... but I enjoyed watching the pleasure of so beautiful a maiden."Her expression softened, and she turned to give me a tender kiss. I shuddered when she then moved to softly kiss the tip of my dick. She began to gently jack me with her hand in a loose fist, and I pursed my lips in concentration ... which she then proceeded to destroy."Just relax, my captain. Your manhood will feel wonderful. If I approach straight across the big pasture, looking as harmless as possible, maybe she won’t shoot. She came out on the porch when he was two hundred yards away. A mean looking rifle was cradled in her arm. When he got to fifty yards, she said, ‘Stop there. Strangers aren’t welcome here. You are trespassing.’ She had on a man’s ranch clothes, including a worn Stetson, and looked tough. ‘I need to talk to you. Your sister is a friend of mine.’ That got her attention. ‘I don’t believe you..