''To Miss Malk's farm!'' she exclaimed. ''I was going to feed the animals, or something like that.''
That wasn't a strange thing for her, since we frequently visited the place anyway. I could always tell that for some reason, Ava was very fond of the ranch. And the owner, Miss Malk, was kind and let us do what we pleased around the area if we weren't causing any trouble. She lived alone, so I guessed that she was sort of lonely living out there.
We arrived after a short walk to the ranch. You'd think it would be a beat down place, but the buildings were actually pretty clean. From on top of the hill, you could see Miss Malk's massive home, the crop fields, the pens and the animals living in them. There were horses, ponies, sheep, pigs, a few sheepdogs and chickens to name a few. Miss Malk was very wealthy, so she was able to afford a diverse farm like this one.
Ava jogged down the steep path to the ranch, with me following her close behind. I watched her bare ass jiggle as she descended. We were then greeted by Miss Malk herself. She was a pretty lady, with her age ranging around the late twenties. She wore the typical ranch girl get-up: a red denim shirt, tight jeans and a cowboy hat and boots. A belt was adjusted to her jeans (not that she needed one, those jeans looked real tight on her). Her light brown hair was long and flowing.
Two things stook out of Miss Malk for me. First was her tits. Seriously, those things were massive. Lots of cleavage was showing from her shirt. Second was how her butt was pretty flat, unlike Ava's bubble butt.
Normally Miss Malk would be too busy to do much with us, but I made another mental wish. ''I wish for Miss Malk to accompany us voluntarily, and that Ava would be fine with it''. In an instant, Malk told us she'd like to follow us around the farm, no matter where we wanted to go. Ava smiled.
(What happens next?)