Wyoming Cowboy

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n’t you worry whatever critter’s there I’ll get it out.” “Thank you so much, Charles, she says.” I love how my name sounds coming from those pouty lips. Just thinking of those sexy things makes me start to get hard. If I’m completely honest this is the main reason for staying away from her. She’s not ready for anything just yet. “Charles? Are you still there, she asks?" “Oh yeah give me about ten minutes and I’ll be there, I say." That’ll give me enough time to jerk off and get there. This is what happens any time I think of that gorgeous sexy woman. I get rock hard and the only thing that helps me cum is the thought of her on top of me riding me. Watching her beautiful breasts bounce up and down when she moves. Hearing her moans in my ear while I flip her over and ram into her. Shit, it won’t take me long to get off. I go into my office here in the barn and shut the door. Making sure to lock it as well. I take out my member and slowly start to jerk imagining it was her hand. Stroking me up and down. I watch as she bites her lip. It makes me want to bite it. Before long I’m shooting out rope after rope of my seed all on the ground. Now I just got to find something to clean up with and be on my way. Damn, nothing in here to clean up with. I take off my shirt and start making the evidence disappear. I walk out of the barn to let the guys know that Stacey needs me and they want to go with me. We all hop into my pickup and head over to my family farmhouse. When I park I look up and there she stands on the porch in a long summer dress and bare feet. The dress is white, it’s shorter in the front and long in the back. She’s been getting out in the sun and it has blessed her with some delicious tan legs. I forget in my rush to get over here that I didn’t have a shirt on. “Damn, Charles, she’s defiantly going to make it hard