.. rifles on the western saddles and in holders just inside barn doors. Our pickup trucks and jeeps held gun racks and they'd have rifles in them, too...The ranch was 'posted' as plainly as humanly possible. Our boundary fences had signs every hundred yards, "Private Property. No Hunting. No Trespassing." We made every effort possible to get all our stock off the leased grazing land before deer season started, too.Even so, we'd get the hunters who were too illiterate to read the signs, or too. “Gosh mom, your tits almost popped out that last sprint.”“You would like that wouldn’t you, your mom’s big tits swinging around?” said Sam.“Maybe I would” Amber said jokingly. “Give me a hug sweetie, I’m so proud of you” said Sam as she called her daughter closer. She embraced her daughter with a big hug, and inhaled her smell, which Sam noticed made a pulse rush through her pussy. Amber smelled a mix of her flowery body lotion, scented shampoo, and most of all the sweat coming from every pore.. Sorry for bad english, I try to write correctly but don't know if I did.From tonight, I was a crossdresser. I'm been crossdresser from 12 to oneday before my 27th birthday. Irony.I begin to have an answer to the question: "What feel girl?"Yes, a simple question. What feel girl when wear panty, tights, dress,skirt? What feel a woman in heels, purse, with her hair falling down theshoulder? What feel a teenage when begin to make up herself? When wearlipstick, eyeshadow, mascara, foundation? When. (My mother had no idea what happened last week) and said they didn't want to be a bother to us again. So at that I said we will be playing cards soon if they changed their mind.About an hour later and with a few cocktails in them they came over to join us. My buddy nudged me and asked if it was gonna happen. I told him the first thing we had to do was get my mom drunk and to her room so the fun could start. So at that we took every chance to feed my mom drinks. About an hour later mom was toast.