Tongue+groove wrote: ↑Fri Jul 18, 2025 6:43 am
Got mad. Took the key out of the bowl and stripped the cage off. Ready to quit it all.
I have occasionally wondered what I would do if I had access to the key. Would I use it? I honestly don't know. The way things are, I wouldn't even know where to look for a spare key so it's rather a moot point.
Glad you're over your little hiccup anyway. Back to the good life.
Hang on a minute... . This is FLR! We've been living a FLR!
Back on the mill barn again. Trying to work in all the mowing with the new building. Been getting on average about two inches of rain per week this July. Unbelievable. Another afternoon thunder storm rolling in. I started to put equipment away, made a 4 wheeler run to the mailbox. When I returned Mrs. G met me and took the Mail. Then she said.
Hey mail man it’s about to storm. Maybe you should stop by and visit while it storms. Who knows what might happen.
Me: well ma’am I’m pretty dirty, sweaty and nasty smelling smelling.
Her: what’s wrong with a shower at two in the afternoon. You can have some fun then return to your dirty, sweaty world. It’s your choice.
Damn she’s Hot when she pulls a rabbit out of her hat.
Rushing around to baton down the hatches for the thunderstorm, got in for a shower, and at 2 inthe afternoon layed down to a blow job. Holy shit where did this come from?
About to blow and she takes me in hand. Wow, holy wow!
Afterwards she says I didn’t know I could spoil you twice.
Me: you did good, and where did you learn to let me fuck your hand for the grand finale.
All said I received two ruins back to back like never before then she did nothing but let me thrust into her hand for a final finish.
All I can say is that if her being home in Retirement is anything like this then wow! What an amazing life.
Maybe my apology worked for the best. And the truth shall set you free…. ….to cum.
