It was bald pussy, its lips swollen. Placing my mouth on her cunt, I began to lick it.I let my tongue go to her clit and began licking and sucking it....It was large to start with but now it was swollen and huge almost filling my mouth. She was thrashing around and thrusting her hips into my eager mouth. My tongue was frantically working her clit. Her juices were literally flowing. Her hands were gripping my head into her cunt.“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……nooooooooooooooooooooooo……….yes. ’ ‘Yessir.’ ‘Tom, why you keep callin’ me ‘sir’?’ ‘Respect, sir. You have what I want, so I reckon I had better show some to get it for myself.’ ‘What do I have that you’re wantin’ son?’ ‘This life. I’ve been by here in the daylight. I’ve seen the fences, the barns and bins, I’ve seen the planter in the field,’ swallowing the lump in my throat, ‘the picket fence and swing-set in the shade.’ He raised his eyebrows and studied me for a second before he spoke next. ‘Saw all that, did ya? What. " I turn off the stereo, too distressed to listen to Garth singing about the very thing that has taken my heart away from me. I laugh mirthlessly, Mama always told me never to fall in love with a bull rider but I knew better. I close my eyes thinking of him. Tight Wranglers, big buckles, scuffed boots and a Stetson. What more could a girl want? I chuckle wryly.Lost in memories, I don't here the rumble of a truck pulling up out the front of the house or the jingle of keys in the lock to the. “No, no. Just lay face down.”She eyed him a little sceptically but followed his direction, pulling the cloth over the curve of her butt while, still confused, she lay face down on her bed, arms folded under her pillow and head resting atop, raising herself slightly so her substantial bust wouldn’t be too uncomfortable as she lay there. He moved over and pulled a bottle of something from a pocket of his dress. She watched as he climbed onto the bed and straddled her, their butts, comparable in.