This was a little wider than a two-lane road. It had stringers made of poles the diameter of telephone poles. Sam said that it had to be that wide to ...allow a ‘combine’ to cross the stream.Donny looked over the bridge feeling something that he had never felt before — pride in building something. Even now that it was nearly done, he had trouble at times believing that he had actually helped build it. He had helped cut the poles to size, built the cribbing on both ends of the bridge, helped place. My muscles were aching and I was looking forward to washing the salty, sticky sweat from my body. After about ten minutes of lying down, I got up and started going through my locker, James did the same. I fished out my towel and threw it down onto the bench, then took off my tee-shirt and shorts, before I knew it I was standing there in my underwear, I sat down on the bench again and started writing something in my training log book. James also got his book out and sat beside me and filled it. He took in a deep breath and exhaled. He stood up and put on his suit. He took extra care to ensure that he hadn’t missed a spot shaving and that his hair was all in place. If it was going to go according to plan, everything had to be in place. Stacy Franklin was finishing up her day’s action items. She was tired and ready to sit in a hot bath. She wanted to go home, put on her pajamas and do nothing but lay down. Veg out. Watch TV. She hadn’t really done that in weeks. She’d been too busy.. Aah..That was the first time I had seen my mom in semi nude dress,anyman can get his dick raised just by looking at her ….She was a horny bitch…And the cleavage…Omg…I wish I was there to drink milk from those boobs once again…And they both started to run around all the corners of room, may be they were playing ,Meena was at her happiest state ever I could imagine, and that happiness boosted up when Ramu uncle got hold of my running mom,and he started to run his dark cock over my mom’s round.