Some we purposely left out on the covered back porch to sour and then clabber. Ma would boil it down until it separated into curds and whey.I got to d...rink the whey, the sourish liquid left after the curds were removed to eventually become cottage cheese. In time Dog begged to share the whey with me. We ran most of the milk through the separator and fed the skimmed product to the chickens and the hogs.In those days on the farm everything got used "except the squeal of the pig." Even when weeds. I moved my hands to the front and pressing her huge boobs and nipple. Boobs are erect as she did not wear a bra.I removed the saree drop and turned her towards me and held her face, took her lips and kissing them.R: hmmm, ahhahaa.We are enjoying the kiss and pressing her boobs and exchanging the saliva and we are mad to kiss each other. Her lips are so sweet and smooth to kiss and her lower lips bigger in size and love to bite it.I am kissing her lips and pressing the boobs and she moved her. You made me feel so good this morning, that I went to my office, wrote myself up a letter of introduction, saddled up my horse and rode straight to the courthouse.”Molly blushed in pleasure at my praise and hugged me tighter. I could see that she was genuinely happy for me. Then she leaned back in my arms and gave me that mischievous twinkling smile.“So where’s me reward then, cheeky lad,” she said, putting on the lilting Irish brogue I loved to death.“Right here’s your reward lass,” I said as. Over the next few days I suggested to hubby that he should enjoy himself and he made the most of the petting opportunities in the pool. I also let Lynne know that Keith fancied her and that we had the type of relationship where I would be happy if they got together as he frequently watched me getting fucked and touched up by guys at the beach. Despite this, Lynne resisted any suggestion that she and hubby should follow through perhaps because it would be awkward with her mum and son, until the.