“But I heard you, begging him not to stop, allowing him to do it, wanting him to do it…. She told me to put the horses away and bring in the goods from the store, then I was to clean up after dinner. She was exposed and vulnerable, yet full of anticipation, calmly offering herself for me to use, but also waiting to use me. She grabbed ahold of it and began to insert the tip before stopping. We stayed that way for several minutes, partly enjoying the moment, and partly too spent to move. He pulled his dripping cock out of the back of the ewe and slapped her on the rear, sending it trotting away. I told her about the saloon, and how I came to start having sex with sheep. I was convinced they were playing a prank on me to see if I’d do it. She began to button up her top, and without looking up she said. My father and I took turns every couple weeks. Are you feeling well?” While she
