A big statement I know, but I've been told I'm pretty good. After a few non-starts, I received a message from a black girl in her twenties, and after ...a photo exchange (she was hot) and a bit of chat, I asked if she'd be comfortable coming over. She was! So we exchanged details, along with my address so that she could give it to a friend for safety and after a few false alarms (things happened) she was on her way. Arriving at my door in a long sexy coat, she gave me no clue what she was wearing. I went out and got a hand full of corn and pap's short handled sledge hammer. I managed to entice the critter away from the others and outside the pen by showing it the corn. Once he was outside, I poured the corn on the ground, then hit him between the eyes with the sledge when he had eaten it.I got Tess to help me drag him over to the butchering tree, then I hoisted him up with the block and tackle. I cut his throat and left him to bleed out.I told mom he was hanging and she said she'd take. ” I could feel her getting closer and closer to a huge mind shattering orgasm. Right before it hit, I slid another ice cube in her as well as a third finger. As her orgasm washed over her body, I crooked my fingers up and applied direct pressure to her g-spot. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, I am cumming so hard. Oh my God. Oooohhhhhh.” After that, her words just turned into unintelligible guttural moans of pleasure. I sucked her clit through the whole orgasm. As her orgasm began to subside I backed off. Ganda has also gained weight. Five kilos to be exact. That isn't going to work. I tell her that nothing will stop me from marrying her with one exception. She has to get that weight off. Now Ganda is crying but I am not going to give in on that. It is on that somber note that we go to bed that night. Me in the middle and a girl on each side.The next day Ganda is moping around and Krissell is doing her best to cheer Ganda up while not trying to act like it isn't serious. Krissell asks me how.