Bob had second thoughts about bringing Robert on board for the ranch work. The man didn’t seem cut out for the grueling demands of manual labor—his hands weren’t calloused, and he lacked the brute strength Bob had expected. But those doubts vanished the moment Bob discovered Robert’s true talents. What Robert lacked in brawn, he more than made up for with an unmatched finesse in the art of pleasure. Robert had a gift, an almost instinctive mastery of intimacy that left Bob speechless. His oral skills were nothing short of extraordinary—each movement deliberate, intense, and perfectly attuned to Bob’s desires. When Robert went to work, it was with a fervor that made Bob’s knees weak, drawing out sensations that were both raw and electrifying. And then there was Robert’s prowess in other realms of passion. Bob, though a stern taskmaster on the ranch, surrendered completely in these moments, reveling in the way Robert took charge, delivering a relentless, primal intensity that left them both breathless.Out in the vast openness of the ranch, far from prying eyes yet beneath the unrelenting blaze of the sun, they stole moments of unbridled ecstasy. Their encounters were wild, uninhibited—a symphony of gasps and moans carried away by the wind, unheard by anyone but the sprawling wilderness around them. It was a space where they could unleash their deepest, most untamed desires, free from judgment or restraint. For Bob, the ranch had become more than a workplace; it was a playground where Robert’s skillful touch turned every stolen moment into something unforgettable. The thrill of their connection, raw and unrestrained, was a perk neither could have anticipated—but one they savored with every pulse-pounding encounter.
