The Ranch hand knew every last inch of the 800 acre swathe of land he owned. His cattle tended to congregate in a few places, but moved from them only when something was wrong. He'd pretty much had an idea what it was. The icy grip of winter let go of the natural spring on the west end near the fence. Spring was here. The creek would be rushing along. The local kids would sneak on to the land near the creek at the south west corner of his land.
Kids! they were over 18, attending college and actin' all like fools. They were adults, they were trespassen' and they knew better.
If one of their unscheduled parties had harmed a head of the herd, they'd be goin' ta jail - I tell ya what. I'd like to give 'em one for.
He stopped the quad atv at the creek. There wasn't anyone here.
Feeling a need to refresh himself, He dressed down to his trunks and leapt into the water. The swim was cool, a bit bracing, but not frigid.
As he returned to his ATV, he hadn't reached his clothes when he heard the cry of surprise - Off o'er yonder.
Fearing the worst, some dumb kid getting hurt on his land and suing his family offa this land they had held for generations, He hustled on over to the source of the ruckus...
There before him she was, naked as a jay bird. Her eyes widened with surprise and bit o' fear. She'd been caught.
She started apologetically, "Say, uhm, mister, can you help me out here. I was on my way to the creek when I got stuck in this mud."
He, was to "interested" to be cranky with this girl, but he had to say it anyways, "Miss, did you see the no trespassing sign. This here is private property."
She was looking over his body too, still dripping from his swim, his shorts had clung to him indecently.
She blushes slightly and He noticed her nipples perk up ever so slightly.
He said, "well?"
She said, " I'm sorry. now could you please pull me out?"
He said, "you need to work your way over to me some more, and then lean out to reach me. I'm not getting in the quicksand."
Her eyes widened, and she looked about her this-a-way-an-thet, "wha-? no. Please, Mister. get me outta here."
He said, "calm down lil'filly. Just reach for me like I said to and I'll fetch ya."
She was still slightly panicked, "Please, Mister, I'll do anything you want. just save me!"
With that he smiled, sauntered over, knelt, and reached out to her.
A few from me.
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The four women had Broken into the land held by the abandoned chemical plant. They had intended to find the site where the factory had once been to take samples of the spills and see what the environmental damage was going to be. The old plant had been illegally dumping its waste into the ground, and when those chemicals had finally dissolved a sinkhole under the foundation...
The concrete slab broke into quarters and the plant's machinery was destroyed. Unable to recover from the damages, especially after the discovery of the illegal dumping, the plant closed - and never reopened. The former owner committed suicide, and all his worldly wealth - the court set it aside to pay for any harmful damages done to the local county residents.
The women knew that they were getting close. the smallest traces of the toxic spill was making their temperatures rise, and their skin itch. It was kinda hard to think, like a fog was settling over their minds. Each one commented to the effect that they were getting aroused. The four women realizing that the spill did indeed have an undiscovered effect - one that could make them VERY RICH- Went in search of a sample to study. As the factory had been on top of a plateau, it made sense that the spills would go down the earthen wall to the stream bellow.
With this being the height of summer, the women raced down to what they had hopped would be a stream full of water. Only to find that there wasn't any. yet the sand was oddly damp. The women realized that their sample of the unbelievable aphrodisiac was perhaps pooled under the sand here - infusing it. As the women tried to maintain their composure and scientific detachment, one by one they each gave in...
Stripping down to either nothing or almost nothing. They rolled in the sand like cats high on catnip. After some time the women were spent, standing up to go...
they found themselves trapped. the moist saturated sand was softly sucking them down. Sliping and slurping they each struggled to resist the passions overwhelming their senses. One woman managed to grab onto a low tree branch. She turned to reach back for the others...
Well, what happens next? you'll see.
The concrete slab broke into quarters and the plant's machinery was destroyed. Unable to recover from the damages, especially after the discovery of the illegal dumping, the plant closed - and never reopened. The former owner committed suicide, and all his worldly wealth - the court set it aside to pay for any harmful damages done to the local county residents.
The women knew that they were getting close. the smallest traces of the toxic spill was making their temperatures rise, and their skin itch. It was kinda hard to think, like a fog was settling over their minds. Each one commented to the effect that they were getting aroused. The four women realizing that the spill did indeed have an undiscovered effect - one that could make them VERY RICH- Went in search of a sample to study. As the factory had been on top of a plateau, it made sense that the spills would go down the earthen wall to the stream bellow.
With this being the height of summer, the women raced down to what they had hopped would be a stream full of water. Only to find that there wasn't any. yet the sand was oddly damp. The women realized that their sample of the unbelievable aphrodisiac was perhaps pooled under the sand here - infusing it. As the women tried to maintain their composure and scientific detachment, one by one they each gave in...
Stripping down to either nothing or almost nothing. They rolled in the sand like cats high on catnip. After some time the women were spent, standing up to go...
they found themselves trapped. the moist saturated sand was softly sucking them down. Sliping and slurping they each struggled to resist the passions overwhelming their senses. One woman managed to grab onto a low tree branch. She turned to reach back for the others...
Well, what happens next? you'll see.
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Re: A few from me.
what a lucky break to come across so many shapely damsels, but the solo ga and the foursome
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