At home, folks sat around after eating breakfast in the local diner talking about crops, work, politics, sports (as in football and baseball), hunting..., and fishing. It was one of Donny’s favorite things to do when he went into town. At least a third of the men smoked, while talking. It wouldn’t seem right if they all got up and left to smoke right after eating.Rose laughed thinking about the scene at the restaurant and said, “I’m a little surprised Joe didn’t shoot her thinking she had. His heart felt like it was going to burst and his blood pressure was raging. He was fully prepared to meet her with accusations and anger when she got home. At 5:00, she texted him that she was working late and would meet him for dinner at their favorite restaurant at 7:00. That cooled him of since he couldn’t yell at her at a restaurant. It also got him thinking and he realized that he was angry with her, but that he could get over that. He really didn’t want to divorce her or lose her as he. Sorry for causing you extra work." It's OK. The Misses was indisposed yesterday as well, so it wasn't too much trouble."Sarah breathed a sigh of relief. If the cook got down on her, she could end up fired by the Misses. Especially now, she didn't want to lose her job. That little son of a bitch had ruined her and she wanted to get ruined on a regular basis over and over again. To think that a twelve-year-old could be hung like that was unbelievable. He had almost crippled her causing her to. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist as he pushed her hard into the wall. He started teasing her already wet clit with his cock, pushing it against it for a few long seconds. A moan escaped her lips and soon afterwards blurted out, “Please just fuck me baby!”. “Tell me how much of a little slut you are.” “Oh I'm your little slut baby, please fuck me hard, I want your cock so much!” With that he lined his cock up to the entrance to her wet pussy and in one quick stroke he pushed all.