I didn’t want a pride of lions or a saber tooth (Smilodon) to be stalking the herd and take it out on us when we kill a couple bisons. I am glad I l...oked as I saw two distinct patches of grass wavering, but never the same two patches at once. It had to be either lions or smilodons. I had everybody wait a minute. Finally I caught a glimpse of one of the cats. It was a smilodon. I told everyone what we had and they were all a little afraid. I told them I was too and I wanted the cats for myself. I am what they call a closetcrossdresser. On the rare occasion that I get to dress, I usually hangaround the house and watch TV, or maybe work in my office or surf theInternet. I have only been out a few times and then only a late nightdrive around the block or some other place where no one would be up andnotice me.This weekend I had decided to go to the post office. I had gottendressed, did my makeup, and worked on paying the bills. My plan was togo into the post office and drop these bills. Fifth, we couldn't do anything at "my place". It was a mess. No woman would be horny enough to put up with my bedroom. I did remember how to make a bed but don't remember ever making one. I had one set of sheets, cheap, permanent press and (I kid you not) an ugly brown plaid. At least they were durable; they lasted until the day after I got married.I'd throw my dirty clothes in the closet until I ran out of clean ones. When I was done with my laundry I'd spread it on my bed, usually because I. I did not think our sex had been that hot, ever. Who was I really fucking?I fucked David, not as my fiancé from just a few days ago, but David whose father I just fucked twice earlier in the day. And David, he got another side of me, a new and unfamiliar side; he got a scorching hot pussy still aching and slick with another man’s cum. He held me tight afterwards, the heat of his body radiated onto my back. His arms around me squeezed and his hands cupped my breasts, his mouth softly kissed the.