If you don't want it, I'm going to let the guvment have it for taxes. It ain't worth nothing."She went on to tell me, "It's actually two different par...cels, the upper and the lower. Bud bought the lower parcel when the Jorgensons sold out. He bought the northern parcel when nobody paid the taxes after the horrible times that family had."I looked at the bills and hunted for the size. They stated the combined two parcels were about two hundred and forty acres, more or less, but both are considered. I laughed.“Yes you will” I said, “Because it won’t only be me that will **** and torture you constantly, I’ll invite my friends around to join in” I released her clitoris. “Now get on your knees and open your mouth” I ordered her. I put my hands behind her head and forced my huge meat all the way down her throat as she gagged and struggled. I moaned with pleasure as I throat fucked her savagely until, with a yell of pleasure, I sent my hot, thick, salty spunk flooding down her throat. I dragged. Maria was slow in all her dealings, gentle and patient and I was responding as I had been taught and, more importantly, as I wished. She removed her nightgown and then my own and guided me to lie face down. Her hands grasped my hips and lifted them, her hand went to my cunny and, satisfied that I was ready for her, entered me with one, steady stroke and eliciting a gasp of pleasure from me then folding herself down over my naked back and nibbling and kissing the base of my neck. Her tiny. He had his eye on Darla, the homecoming queen who now stripped and did porn, until he saw Samantha sitting on that barstool. Doing his studmuffin routine, Jimmy Joe strolled on over and struck up a conversation with Samantha."Hey, babe, you are hot! I already got the scoop on you. You are the late Sam's wife. What did you do, fuck him to death? My condolences but I can't believe a twerp like Sam got a foxy lady like you. What, he had money?Samantha played along. "Yes indeed he had.