I spit on it. Ms. Christina must've enjoyed that. She let out a little giggle after I did it. I then placed both my fingers in slowly. She started moa...ing instantly."Ahhh, fuck!" she moaned. I then tasted the gingerbread. I moved my tongue along her pussy and sucked her clit like my own candy cane. She placed her hand on the back of my head and pushed my face into her cunt. I was enjoying the fuck out of it! She pushed me off. It was time for her next move. I was full on ready.She helped me out. A horse whisperer and an earth mother, he thought. An earth mother that fucks her son and daughter. An earth mother I fell madly in love with at first sight. Flint had decided if he'd had a mother like Carol Patterson, he would have never left home."You're being considered for a stable-hand job, right?" Flint said."Yes." Can you do the job?" Yes! I worked for a dude ranch for five years, Flint. That's where I met John. The sonofabitch swept me off my feet. He drank a bit, he said. Hah! He was a. Dad lifted my sister and put her on the dining table and started licking her pussy. What a scene it was! My sister has a very beautiful pink pussy in the world with golden pussy hairs. I was thrilled watching her pussy. My dick started getting erected.I went to my sister and tried to touch her. But she threw away my hand and said, “You have mom. Go and do whatever you want to do with her.” I and mom were in shock again! After a long 30-35 minutes, dad and sister ended their session and they sat. I had selected a booth far from any other patrons. As we waited I gave him a step by step description of my encounter with Chuck MacFarland. As I reached the part about our making dinner together, the waitress brought us our food, and I stopped talking. After she had finished bringing us our order and left, I continued. I told him about reviewing the old contracts, and about how Wilson & Wilson had short-changed one of their prized authors. I told him that when MacFarland learned, he grew red.