Some is level. There are some mountains from what I hear. I don't expect there are many roads and there's not nearly as many people." It's probably go...na be lonesome, huh." I reckon so. Caleb says he's gonna start up a horse ranch. I don't know what pap plans to do. I imagine he'll keep on trading." What would you like to do after you leave home?" I know what I want to do. I'll probably do some hunting and trapping till I get some money put away, then I might start a cattle ranch. Someday. I need to fuck you now. I can't wait any longer. I move in behind you and run my cock over your lips, front to back, running the tip across your hood, a few strokes of clit fucking. You mutter something under your breath that I don't catch. I place my head at your opening and slowly start to press into you. You lean back on me, onto my cock and you start to moan. You're tight. Really tight. Much tighter than I though and I don't know if I'm going to be too big for you. I can see my cock is much. Finally, the flow comes to an end and she reaches up for some toilet paper, but I gently clasp her wrist. “Let me clean this up for you."Jane stands up and I kneel on the floor and clasp her buttocks and suck each tiny droplet of piss from her pubes, before opening her lips and sucking the remaining wetness from inside her labia. The taste is fantastic, her pee mixed with her cum, and she holds the back of my head while I lick it all up until I stand up and declare her clean. We then hold hands. "Turning once again to The Whipmaster, The Owner issued a terse, single word command, "Continue!"The Whipmaster's pace was now much faster, and he didn't stop at the end of every five strokes, but instead continued relentlessly. David was now keeping track of the strokes. There were sixty-three additional strokes, each one accompanied by shrill cries of pain, before the woman cried out, "I submit. I submit. I submit!"The Owner stepped once again into the light and asked, "Do you submit to.