I watched him do it, or I heard him do it, and I salivated, or, to be more accurate, my pussy salivated. I was jealous of my daughter. I wanted it to ...be me. I missed a hard hand on my ass almost as much as I missed a hard cock in my cunt.When Jeff introduced Rachel to my playroom, it opened a whole new world for them, but for me it was like I was a kid with my nose pressed up to the window of the candy store and no money in my pocket. I knew I was being stupid, but how would Rachel feel if her. His thought was to find better grazing than the played out range back in Texas. His plan was to fatten them up in places like Tucson Valley and then shove them into cattle cars for the long ride back to the cities in the East. The recent failure of the Cattleman's Association unable to turn back the tide of setters from the cities in the east left vast areas of open rangeland now without cattle to graze and not enough settlers to develop the land into farms and small homesteads. The sudden. After a little discussion we finally decided to do this one person at a time. The subject would lie on the bed and masturbate while the rest of us watched. I suggested that the girls go first since it would probably take me about two seconds to cum and I wouldn't put on much of a show. June volunteered. She went to her purse and brought out a battery-operated vibrator. It was a phallic shape with a small beaver at the base that had a vibrating tongue. A wire ran from the base of the shaft to a. At five o’clock Mom’s alarm clock went off in her bedroom. She turned and faced me then asked, “May I please go into my bedroom and turn the alarm off?”Of course I said, “Sure Mom.”Soon Mom returned and stood against the wall facing me this time. Her feet were once again opened up about a foot and a half. There was another note stuck in her pussy for me.It read: ‘Kid, your mother is not to say a word or move a muscle until seven o’clock. If she does, tell me. Enjoy the view and take lots of.