’ She sighed. ‘And you’re even good with the horses. You might just be the perfect man.’ She leaned in for a languorous kiss. ‘And I love yo...u. So let’s get married.’Luckily, I had been able to think about this. I allowed myself a wide smile, then said, ‘I will. On one condition.’ Julia raised an eyebrow. ‘That we’re equal partners. When we get the livery business going, we do it together - the financial planning, the physical work, everything.’‘You drive a hard bargain. But I agree. We’ll do. You wanted to know if I had what it takes to please you. We're still finding out. Get your ass into the bed, bitch!" "Yes daddy. Yes master. Oh god, let's fuck!" First things first. I was in charge tonight. That's what she wanted and she was going to get it. I walked over to the bed where she was sprawled out with her naked pussy starting to get wet again. I grabbed her arm and sat down. I pulled her over and laid her across my lap. "Please daddy, don't spank me, please, please." I could feel. “I was younger then, still in my early thirties and pretty.” A hint of sadness appeared on her face, but it was quickly concealed. “You’re still beautiful!” I blurted, which drew a throaty laugh. “Me? Beautiful? Those days are long gone. I’ve got wrinkles everywhere, my tits and ass are sagging more and more each year. My hair is almost completely gray, and my hip has rings of fat where there used to be tight skin.” “But you are!” I meant it with all of my heart. The disparaging way she talked. The wood was hard and strong, covered with wicked, wicked thorns, some as long as a man’s finger. The Caddo Indians used to use the wood for their bows and their bows were the best in the state. Well Bill built his fences the same way, destined to be the best in the state.’ The old man stopped talking for a bit, letting his guitar build the fences around the listeners, each melody, each chord, each note drawing them in, closer to the fire, closer to the warmth. Looking closely at his wrinkled.