They wouldn’t drive a herd to the rail head until fall, so all that needed doing was keeping the herd more or less bunched so that the roundup later... would go more quickly and easily.Eventually the talk came back to Sarah and Bobby and he asked her what her plans were.“I don’t care,” she said simply. “I just want to be with him. I’d like to run a few head of steers, but there’s cash money in wool too. When I was in the Indian village I saw sheep skins that the Rocklins had traded for the most. We both nodded and Mark was just about to mutter something when the taxi driver rang the bell.She led the way out and following behind them I could see that he was watching her ass sway as she walked.I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t help enjoying the fact that my brother was obviously attracted to my wife.In the restaurant, the wine started to take effect and Natasha and we all loosened up a little more and, as we did, Mark began to let his guard down and I could see him occasionally try to. "Yes, I know — you never knew he wasn't her father. He married her mother after she had gotten pregnant with her. She loved the boy that had made her pregnant, but he was young. Under pressure from his parents he fled from his responsibilities."She finished her gin and tonic. "My mother is from old money — lots of it. She also had a very strict upbringing, as you know. The pregnancy and the loss of her sweetheart killed all her independency and resistance. She married my stepfather only two. Ilovingly massaged and suckled her toes. Then worked my way back to herpussy.She was obviously ready for action. I could feel the heat radiatingfrom her beautiful lips. She was dripping wet and I took care to savorall the juices she had to offer. I slowly worked my tongue over herlips and just started to explore her pussy. I didn't want to key in onher clit yet. I wanted to work her into a frenzied state before I senther over the edge. It didn't take long and was very surprised by thequick.