On a horse behind Sofía and Cindy was Harry Williams. He was rail thin and probably in his sixties, but he was still a handsome man. Intelligent blue... eyes peered from under his battered Stetson. He was the ranch foreman for the Moores, and at present the only employee. The drought had forced the Moores, like most of the other ranchers around Red Bluff, to cut back drastically on their cattle herds. Fortunately, the Moore’s had been early on the bandwagon leasing land for wind turbines and for. He was sitting on his feet again with his knees spread. With his left hand he cupped my pussy with his palm up and wiped from my clit to my asshole. Then he stroked his cock with my juices while he thumbed my pussy with his right hand, with his thumb curling forcefully down on my g spot and his forefinger on my clitoris. With his two fingers his strong grip had a hold of me by my two most sensitive spots. He rattled his hand fiercely, I loved when he did this and he knew I went crazy when he. At one minute after midnight, I planned to have my tongue in her pussy for the first time. I wasn’t nervous or hesitant at this point. My promise was nothing more than kissing and petting, and we had all taken advantage of that by petting each other to climax and cleaning our fingers after, so I knew that I loved how they tasted. Now I just had to wait until midnight.I lay there, forcing myself to remain as still as I could until I finally had to pop my head up and look at the clock. I heard a. Up to a certain period of history, a boy in a reformatory dropped his trousers and was birched, whereas later, in similar circumstances, he would wear trousers or shorts and be caned across them. But the garments in question were part of his ordinary dress. A girl however, in like circumstances, had no such garment in her wardrobe. In the earlier days, any under-wear in the nature of drawers was unusual and, where available, would have been of loose fit and often of the slit variety so that a.