“There’s plenty to do,” he told me following that rising from his chair, and I followed him out of the kitchen by the back door.We soon arrived ...at one of the sheds behind the house where Roderick and Patrick were working on one of the tractors by the light of a kerosene lamp. Roderick kicked one of its big tires as we entered and had a look of disgust on his face.“We can’t get it to run,” he told his Father.“Damn,” the older man said also in disgust.“May I look at it?” I asked.“Why not?”. The crest had a large sleeping bear that was covered with the Italian flag, and the above it saying the Family name and below a motto, but both written in Italian. How many? The greeter asked smiling, dragging me out my contemplation of my surrounding. Just me, I started following her through a small hall, Um, is there a girl here black hair, roses tattooed on her right arm? I asked, half expecting yes, and the other half no. I sucked in my lips, and prayed to whatever god there is out there.. I felt immense pleasure. It is the feel it gives more that the pleasure; a very beautiful woman giving a blowjob out in the lawn. I felt like a king. I was about to ejaculate. I stopped her jerking, my penis still deep into her mouth. My penis vibrated slightly, my goodness I didn’t ejaculate. I wanted to endure this slowly. I then made her suck my balls for a while. She did so. Then I stood up.“Put my pants on”She raised my night pants. My message was clear. She is my slave. And it is not. I hit the call button and she picks up and I said how can I destroy your pussy with this little thing I got. The camera adds 10 inches It won't hurt you. All she keeps saying is you are crazy. So I said how long has it been since you got fucked really good. She said it had been almost a year since she had sex and 3 years since she had a good dicking. I was like damn girl I'm going to get you high and fuck every hole you have. At this time I am still testing the waters so I start asking for her.