Donkey raped daughter

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Hank Suchard and Billy Watson both felt rather guilty about having cheated on their lovely, leggy, Lone Star ladies, now that their cocks and balls were drained and their more noble instincts were once more in control of their behavior. They exchanged confidences concerning Margot and Carmella – and then vowed to be unfaithful no more. They determined to deal only with the oil from under the ground and reject the sweeter oil that could be drilled from carnal wells. It was a very honorable promise to make and they stuck to it – mainly because the trip was over and they flew home the next day.

Hank and Billy both knew that their women would expect them to be horny, supposing they had gone without fucking for two weeks, so they returned home prepared to fuck.

They also figured that Linda and Veronica would be randy, as well, having gone the same length of time without any cock.

What else would Texas husbands assume?

A Texan would rather jack off in public than be cuckolded.

Hank screwed Linda from one end of the house to the other and Billy fucked Veronica to a frazzle. If all four were pretending to be more horny than they really were, what was the harm? Fun was had by all.

That evening, the men took the girls out to dinner in Dallas.

They went to a fashionable restaurant, crowded with Ewings, and had a splendid meal – although they were disgruntled to find that lamb was listed on a Texas menu.

After dinner, with the brandy, the men told the ladies that they wanted to buy them each expensive gifts. They had agreed to this previously, to absolve themselves of guilt, although they did not mention the motive to the women.

They asked what the girls would like.

Linda and Veronica gazed at each other across the table and both began to smile mysteriously.

"What I'd really like, honey," said Veronica, "is a nice, big, ferocious guard dog – to keep me safe while you're away from home."

"That's a good idea," Billy agreed.

"Would you like a dog, too, darling?"

Hank asked Linda.

"Oh, I think one dog will be enough," she said.

That puzzled Hank, who could not figure out how one dog could guard both homes.

"Well, then?" he asked.

"What I'd like is a season ticket to the riding stables," said Linda. "I hear they have some lovely horses there."

The men agreed and the brandy was drunk and, presumably, it had made the girls intoxicated.

Why else were they looking at each other and giggling so merrily?