I thought they all looked the same.”“Mine is real, I got it done a couple years back after my parents died in a plane crash. Why I do not know, ju...st something I wanted to do and did. I have the brand registered with the State of South Dakota and want to try and get it registered here in Colorado. I got the brand registered when I was in high school and have it on all my horses. I use to have it on a few cows and some goats also. A brand is a way ranchers have of marking ownership of their. I can also feel his hand…wandering from my lower back to my A-line skirt covered ass. The angle and width of the podium means that no one can see what his non-writing hand is doing behind me.I decide to ignore the hand on my ass in favor of finishing the problem. Or at least I would have ignored it had he not moved to grab my free left hand. Grabbed it and put it on his bulging crotch.Now at this time in my life, I was no stranger to giving handjobs or blowjobs, but just not in the middle of a. ..young man?...gran said....l quickly had to say something.....want a hand.seems like hard work...i said....ok...come down..and l will find you something to do......with that...my trousers were on like fucking lightening...just put a polo shirt on...and went to the garden...as l got closer to gran...her pussy came into view...as l looked..my mouth went dry..and my eyes were glued to her tits and pussy...my cock by this time...had grown...and was very noticeable..in my pants...she asked me to. ”“I like the more reserved girls. The quieter ones like yourself. My name is Tim. Who might you be?”“Audra. My name is Audra.”“What a lovely name. May I buy you a drink?”“Sure.”“What would you like?”“Malibu and Pineapple would be lovely.”“Jake, get the lady a Malibu and pineapple.”“Sure.”The bartender brought the drinks to the bar. Tim made a toast and we clinked glasses. He seemed nice. He told all kinds of jokes and made me feel comfortable. He was very nice and I felt safe around him. I.