, are in a two mile by two mile roughly square area immediately to the west of the river, but not our preferred property. It is located about 3.5 mile... southeast of the main bridges that cross the Willamette River into town, making the house about 4.5 miles from the geographic center of Corvallis. The property is on SE Peoria Road, the same road as the driveway I'd buried the $100 Binion's chip under, although that'd been at the other end of the road. It was the closest of the four shortlisted. “Tell me what you want. I want to hear you say it.”No, no, don’t ask me. If she said it, the need would be real. As would the crushing reality of satisfaction denied, always denied. An eternity of frustration and low self-esteem lay behind her, undeniable, unending proof that no soul in Hell possessed the ability to do what she so desperately desired. Logan would be disappointed, and Karen humiliated, in her failure to embrace what was so generously offered.“Tell me,” he teased with soft words. He kept on fucking her for a while until he was too soft and pulled out. I watched my wife in the eyes and she was so sexed up. I released myself from her hand and moved behind her. Shoved my cock in her and started enjoying her wet pussy that was dripping Jason's cum. I did not mind, I guess that even turned me on more. I just wanted to fuck her. I was pushing like an animal, I felt pure lust but still could go on due to alcohol. Then I saw that Jason came beside us and amazingly he had cock. That was ... damn good!” I admitted, even as Sandra and Ninve returned from nursing Sargon and Arwen to feel me up, too.“Ah, my sweet lionesses, how are you?” I asked them, even as I grabbed some grub to feed my ravenous appetite.“Hungry, and not just for the snacks, either,” Ninve confessed as we exchanged bodily fluids through her lips on mine.“My sentiments exactly, dear cousin,” Sandra said before planting a French kiss of her own on me.“Well, you gals always know how to make a man loved.