The heifer's nature is to allow her protector to create life. You will make this temple Mother Earth's prized herd. You are a strong manor lord, Moon ...Mother's child, the father of multiple twins with the rarest of gifts. Do not doubt your name will become legend in Convey," the High Priestesses said, in a rapid fire cadence.I was tempted to walk away and shut her out. Yet, I replied smugly, "I don't think Mercedes would like being called a cow."The old ebony woman laughed, and responded, "Every. "Can you effin' believe it. The Bank want all sorts of ID for a measly little bank transfer," he ranted as he crossed the small private office to his desk and threw it open."Do you need my signature," Joseph asked and Paul looked up."No, just every form of fuckin' ID I have. Just so I can send some money to the Caribbean." Caribbean?" Joseph asked and Paul stammered."Fuckin' game companies. Everything's offshore for tax dodging ain't it." He slammed his drawer shut holding a handful of papers. She spreads her thighs wide, bent at the knees and rests them on the back of my legs. She slides her hips with each thrust as if she were trying to crawl upside down, urging my cock deeper with each thrust. I reach under her with my hand and cup the cheek of her ass from underneath. I love the taught feeling of her muscles as I thrust into her slowly, balls pressed against the sensitive skin of her ass. Our pace quickens as we continue to kiss lustfully. I can feel her inhale deeply through. Maybe I’d just have to suck it up and get stationed where they wanted. We talked about the physical requirement; he was impressed with the stuff I was doing with 1st SGT Gibbs and told me to keep doing it. We wrapped up lunch and headed our separate ways with me heading home.Seeing as there was nothing going on when I got home, I finished up my report on The Jungle. I could see why they had edited it as there were some topics about the Chicago Stock yard slaughter houses that had me for a brief.