“I guess. xxx 18 It’s not like I have much choice,” he said morosely. “Morning, sugar,” she said with a yawn, jiggling her ass to shake loose the last drops. “And speaking of doing more than watching, how’s about joining us in an exercise class? “We’re going to start having classes for the kids soon, we can include her in the mix and she can learn by immersion.” I glanced at her again. “Pussy must be so much better.” Hear, hear! To be continued. … “We got it; don’t worry,” Anne said, directing the carnage. Whatever works.”
By the time we had organized a group to haul the sow’s body away for butchering, Gabrielle was finished and Wilbur was running around the pen with his siblings happily. I need some down time.
