"I saved this part for you, Jack" he said with a big grin, "your daughter hasn't seen this part yet." He stopped fast forwarding the video as I retur...ned to my computer on the tape. Soon the camera lense was refocusing again, this time on images of nude women that could be seen on my computer screen. "Now what were you doing, Jack" Jim asked in a mocking tone as the video clearly showed me rubbing a visible lump in the front of my slacks as my computer screen flipped from image to image. . We found all of the cattle together about a mile from the cabin. We did a count and found that all of them were accounted for. They were grazing contentedly. Some of them had lost a lot of weight during the trek west, but now they seemed to be filling out again. One of the things we had liked about our valley was the fact that grass and water were abundant.It was now the middle of September and Ab said it would be the end of October before the weather started getting bad. I rode over beside. Entering ever so quietly I slink under the covers from by his feet and quietly crawl up his cock and begin to gently lick.He farts and asks what time is it bitch and I tell him the exact time knowing he would ask.He tells me to lick his ass and I'mjust glad it is clean because it wouldn't matter any way. I am not allowed to refuse, disobey or have limits.Tough to live I'll tell you that.He doesn't seem to want pussy this morning and instead builds up to a vicious skull fuck that leaves my hair. "Ah, Captain Anson! I see that you've had luck again?" Yes, Sir John. A brigantine laden with ale and grains, and a schooner with dockyard supplies." Splendid, my dear Captain. Would you care for a tea or coffee whilst I give my attention to your reports?" A tea would be welcome, Sir John."Brent nodded towards his steward who disappeared immediately. A few minutes later, Anson was sipping a hot tea with fresh milk and sugar. As always, Brent read carefully, his half glasses perched on the tip.