Our father, looking very inebriated, with a redhead on his arm said, “Heeeeyyyyy, Richie-Poo, getting a little something something. Be careful, use ...proootection, all right, buddy?”I got my phone and took a video of him and his paramour.“Sure thing Dad, see you later!”I closed the door, as Pam came out first.“Was that Dad?”“Yes Ma’am, it was. I got pictures.”“Was he with another woman?” Cassie questioned.“Yes, a really pretty redhead, with bigger tits than I’ve ever seen on a live woman,” I. Strangely, this position of captivity beneath Kim became quite relaxing. Kim was controlling my breathing, and keeping me planted on the ground.I sensed a slight motion. Kim was adjusting her body, twisting her torso.Then Kim pressed down with extra force on my mouth a split second before I felt her other hand wrap itself around my scrotum. I was wearing thin nylon shorts so it wasn't hard for her to find my manhood. Her small fingers quickly isolated my balls and rolled them around. I, of. We really got into it, and she claimed that she came fer real, which didn't happen all that often.Before we started, we talked a while, and she told me pretty much the same story I had gotten from the bartender about Kilgore and Williams, soz I guessed that I could believe it. I did find out that the son/foreman I had shot was the only heir, so the Rockin' K would probably be sold at Kilgore's death.I left the next mornin', full of information and empty of jism, soz I was happy all around! I. One particular afternoon once I,d drunk the cold drink I,d taken with me I peeled off my briefs, took my cock in hand and began to stroke as I viewed the sex acts depicted therein. “Hey Joe! Why waste all that lovely cum!?” a young female voice suddenly called to me. Glancing up like a naughty boy caught wankng Insearched forvthe source of the voice then noticed a small hand waving from behind the Bradshaws fence so replaced my underpants and walked over to the fence only realising when I got.