She smiled then she begins sucking on the tip of her masters enormous cock. Then sliding it deeper into her mouth, as her master watches her and says ...“good girl Jenni.” She takes her masters hard cock to the back of her throat gagging on it. Then she suddenly stops and looks up at him and says “master may I please play with my wet pussy as I suck on your cock.” Her master looks down at her and says “yes you may” so she reaches down into her black cotton panties and starts rubbing your little. I need to change. Back in a second."She was as good as her word almost. It still didn't take many seconds. She returned to the den in a very short denim skirt with cowboy boots. She had tied her blouse under her breasts exposing some of her flat tummy as well as some cleavage. Karen almost looked envious. We had brought no clothes though she looked great in her jeans and heels. I knew she had no bra! I had watched my wife dress!Dad came in forty minutes later. He looked in the den and grabbed. There she was, slumped over one of the picnic tables, utterly drunk and barely conscious. Her tiny white dress had ridden up her thighs, and there was a tantalising glimpse of panties, with a tuft of dark hair peeking out. Looking around, I noticed that there was a huge puddle on the ground too. She had completely lost control and pissed herself at least once. Alone out here, with her drunk, incapable and dripping with her own urine, I felt my cock stiffening at once.I sat down beside her on. In support of Hector and Ranch Operations, Tomas had increased the area of alfalfa and feed corn production along the base of the Doña Ana Mountains and was advocating for larger and deeper cisterns to capture more run off water. Between sales to the forts, the butchers in Las Cruces and Mesilla, and sales to our own villagers, Ranch Operations were showing a modest profit again this year.Finca Operations had taken off this year as expected. The pecan trees had arrived and were planted with 60.