She continued rubbing her panties all over me but then, to my gratifying surprise she got on her knees and pulled down my shorts. She didn’t say an...ything as I moaned because it felt so good. As she pulled down my shorts, my cock was so hard that it slapped her in the face as it sprung out of my shorts; it didn’t faze her as if that’s what she wanted. Next she didn’t put her mouth on it as I expected, but instead stood back up told me to put her daughter panties to the side. She then told me. "I'm just – I guess I'm just eager for the next part of our lives together to get started. There's nothing we can do about the pick-up – I know that's random and it'll happen when it happens. I just want to get on with it and I figured getting Brianna and Whiskey on board was part of that." Besides," she continued in a smaller voice, "I need to get some new clothes; we can go shopping at the same time."Calix chuckled and relaxed, his worries fading. He was more than a little scared of how much. There was a sign over the betting tables, stating that all bets were subject to a two percent cut for the race track, to pay the purses for each race and upkeep of the grounds. There were two bookmakers registered at the track and each had tables set up with a man keeping up with the bets and the odds.Cheyenne was unknown and the group from Crow Ridge found it easy to make good bets when Eli gave them odds that others wouldn’t put up.“Marshal, you seem to know that big Paint horse pretty good,. He's the only person in the world who can call me that. He was still eating the ice cream cone that our aunt made for him at her annual Christmas party. It's been a funny tradition since Tim was just a little boy, she would put two big scoops of vanilla ice cream on a cone, and Tim would try to take as long as he could to lick it down to nothing.There was something so adorable about how attentive he could be to that white smooth ice cream. Everything about him just seemed so beautiful right.