The divining rod

Walter Jonas pulled his van into the lane leading to the Circle Double Bar Ranch and drove the quarter mile or so to the house that sat on a small rise at the end of the lane. The big red letters on the side of his truck told it all, WATER DIVINING, W.B. Jonas, Prop.! This was hot country, southern Texas, where the temperature could stay above 100 degree for weeks at a time, and where water was more valuable than oil, well, you can"..t go that far, but it was pretty darn precious in its own way!!! Walter pulled his van to a stop and was ready to hop out when out of nowhere a giant sized Ge...

Cantidad total de caracteres: 8704

Leer todo el relato erotico | Reportar abuso

Comprar suscripcisn 6 meses  74,95 1 mês  19,95 3 meses  39,95	Escribir relato Escriba un relato y en 24 horas recibira un mes de acceso gratuito para Sexstories, siempre y cuando su relato sea aprobado por los editores. Usted sera informado automaticamente por E-mail.

Enviar relato a un amigo

E-mail:

Escriba sus comentarios

Debe iniciar sesisn para escribir sus comentarios