I love making Mr. Simms happy."Promise me, Diana, that you'll think about it? Okay, girl?" he asked,smiling again. And then he leaned in and did kis...s me. On my forehead.I'd closed my eyes in anticipation his planting one on my lips but itwas just my forehead. I sighed. And then he made his way out of theroom. It took me a couple minutes to compose myself after that. I wasglad the pillow was still in my lap. Then I had to juggle the suctioncup thingies with one hand while I grabbed at. "When your father was alive, we seldom spoke of our ancestors and I find it quite curious that as far as I know, none of you have ever asked about your grandparents. Your grandparents were gone before Dayton and I were married. In fact, your father was fourteen when he took over running Sweethome Ranch. Our parents died during a smallpox epidemic." She stood and walked to an easel covered with one of her tablecloths I recognized.She started to remove the tablecloth but stopped and said, "Oh. I let out a gasp and started to squeel as I felt the burning and pressure and I culd hear him saying; oh my god ur takin it, oh my god I never felt a hole this tight. As I laid there grunting and tearing up from the pain I felt his dick start to move in and out just a little. I dman near collapsed to the ground when I felt the head of his cock pop the whole way in my butt hole. He kept trying to get more in and I kept grabbing and pulling at the grass and grunting and groaning and tellin him it. (Yes, nothing came in this time, although a day later a large fish that looked like a giant barracuda washed up on the beach; seriously this thing was over twenty feet long and had a mouth that was some sixteen inches of needle sharp teeth. It could have killed someone if it attacked.) Anyways, the standing orders regarding the siren is that all members are to gather in an amphitheatre that Fabio had built. We don't actually use it for anything, although Louisa has threatened to have the.