After that was a vague continuation of the status quo, which they could not even quantify.Finally, the day came to an end and Janet came by on her way... to our house. I was very ready to leave because I wanted to do something and, other than usurping someone's work, there was nothing to do at the moment. As we walked back, Janet told me of her day and of the progress that Roger had made in manufacturing muskets and ball shot. He expected to have fifteen muskets by the end of tomorrow and plenty. I got on my knees and prepared myself to get fed, then something happened. I was just kissing the head of his cock when he reached over and turned on the TV. I looked up at him, but really didn’t think too much of it. His put his soft cock in my mouth, because I love to feel it grow. ( one of favorite things ). I could feel him grow……….bigger and bigger until he was fully erect and was getting harder and harder to take it in my mouth. I began bobbing up and down on it. working it like he likes. He sure made a noise like he was hit!" What's goin' on? Why would anybody shoot at us?" I don't think the shooter even knew that I was around. I'm sure that he was just trying to scare you. He shot at the darkened side of the house where you weren't likely to be. I'll bet it was that lawyer fellow what was trying to get the ranch. I don't mean him, exactly, but a hired hand." I'm so glad that you are here. Do you think that he will be back?" Not tonight, for sure. If there is a next time, I'll. It's incredible, I never knew a boy your age could produce so much of that sweet cream, Huumm!, she said as she scooped long finger-thick strands off her upswelling bosom. How am I going to clean up all this mess? I'll help you , I answered as I pulled my tongue out to lap at her coated fingers. I licked her index clean of my cream. I've always loved the taste of my own semen. Wow, I've never seen a guy eat his own cum!, she exclaimed. She joined me in.