I am not a gentleman. I am a rancher and that is all I want to be. If you think you can civilize me, you better think different," he told her. His fac...e looked as if it was carved from a block of granite. She didn't answer.His face broke out in a soft smile as he added, "Cowgirl, you better not figure on wearing any of that eastern wear. Well, not unless you plan on me carrying you out to the pickup. We better take it because it has a higher center than your Jeep and still has a load of sand in. He shoved his cock deep in my throat, and to my surprise, I did not gag this time. He didn’t take long. After using my pigtails to fuck my face for a few pumps, he pulled out. Instead, he barely used my mouth, rubbing it all over my lips as he stroked himself faster and faster. I licked the tip where I could, and he slapped his cock all over my face. A few times, he let me suck on the head for a few seconds, then I licked and sucked on his balls as he pointed himself up. “I”m gonna cum…” Drew. She described her bedroom, where she was while we were talking. It sounded to be a “girly” bedroom, with lots of frills and tons of pillows on the bed. Finally I asked about the most important decoration in the room.“What about you? What are you wearing?” I asked her, with a chuckle.“I’m wearing a tank top and boyshorts” she laughed.“Boyshorts?” I asked.“You know; underwear like boys’ briefs, but for girls. No opening in the front” she giggled.“Oh, you mean like Hanes for Girls” I asked,. Shaw to you, you almost a soldier,” she grinned.She asked questions, I answered and she wrote down the information. She made a big deal about the injury but we finally agreed that she should just write down that I was injured while stopping a bank robbery.The doc came in and read the note. He looked at me long and hard. “I know you. I’ve seen you at the country club. Aren’t you the guy that was going to the Open? How did you do?”“I won at the sectionals but was hurt before the open. I don’t.