The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the attorney. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy steel toed work boot in...to the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees! His second kick to the midriff sent the lawyer's last meal gushing from his mouth. The lawyer was on all fours when the farmer's third kick to his rear end, sent him face-first into a fresh cow pie.The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and remaining strength and very slowly managed to get to. She asked me what I thought about her but by that time my sweat pants were tenting out, she told me she loved oral and wanted to taste me she grabbed onto my throbbing dick and gave it a squeeze , wow you have a big hard dick baby can I suck it she asked I raised up my hips and she pulled my sweat pants down past my knees she started massaging my balls with her hand as she licked the tip of my dick letting her tongue circle the head of my dick before taking it into her warm mouth pushing her. The days were getting warmer, the nights were still a little cool, and Keri and I were ready for a night away from the k**s. Our friends Tim and Gwen suggested we join them for a night at the Black Bear Inn in Bolton. The carriage house was available, with its own private four person hot tub. There was one king size bed and a pull out couch… not ideal, but serviceable. We had been in the hot tub naked with them before, but had never gone further than some playful fondling and touching under the. It was a ritual that one just carried out unconsciously.After cleaning the rifle I walked over to the van to pick up some victuals that was needed for the day and in case of rain for the next couple of days. I propped my rifle against the rear wheel before I entered the rear of the van and as I stepped in there was a tremendous crack and then a blast. The van was thrown on to its side and I was thrown against the inside wall. I had boxes of rations land on top of me and all of Marjorie's spare.