My prick was now bursting inside my pants. I was ordered to get naked and give her a good fucking. Of came my shirt and down come my trousers and pant.... My prick was harder than it’s ever been. Her juicy wet pussy was waiting for me to enter her. She shuffled up the bed so her head was on the pillow. I leant forward and kissing her belly glided my way up her body kissing every inch of her skin until I was in a position to slid my prick up her pussy. Now she lifted her knees and parted her legs. “what’s that for Frank?” as he knelt before me as I sat spread eagle on the couch.“cooking oil makes good lube for anal sex stud, I am going to fuck you in the ass”“right on bitch” I said and kissed him again. “you’re and affectionate cock sucker ain’t you Bob?" He laughed as he pour on some oil. Cool I thought as I looked down to see his cock starting to stiffen again, so I began tugging it to get him full on hard as he rubbed oil into my ass. “you like the idea of that Bob…..Me going to. ”“A guy named Paul made us all meals from the barbeque place, whatever we wanted. Said ‘screw the boss, it’s the right thing to do’. He passed out beer or soft drinks to whoever wanted. A real nice guy, but in the end, he died too.“What a horrible night that was! By morning, all the male passengers were dead. They all died the same way, we’d hear a gasp, two or three or four choking coughs, and blood would spray. The door to the outside would open, two suits would enter, and another body was. He saved it and read the letter before beginning another story.She didn't want special positions. He would remember that when he wrote the fantasy. But first, he should answer her letter. And, if she wanted to play numbers games, he could start the letter on that.He finished up with the story, again in a separate file:The soft buzz woke Shannon in the night. Why the alarm and not the radio? Oh yes, she hadn't set anything. She was surprised that the alarm had gone off.Oh no! Mom was trying to.