Anyway, enjoy the story, and thanks again for reading!PROLOGUE: David wandered the wasteland. He had to scavenge daily for everything. Food, water, an... other supplies. All scarce in the massive desert. Then again, he'd become an expert at scavenging over the years. That thought struck him, and he realized it had been more than 7 years since he'd been exiled from Navarra. They didn't take very kindly to stealing when everything was scarce in the first place. But then, that was why he had stolen.. Her man was getting addicted, so his fk and get fucked went on. I was about to cum, so changed again, Sima on doggy, he fucking on raised doggy and i am at end impaled. Fuck went again, he was in bliss bt cudnt hold long on fk wife ass when wife boss fk him ass. He came and his asshole quenched tight, once he end, Sima dent move, I kept fucking with hard thurst. Every good thing has an end, so filled him up. Thats for night and i left, promised its just the beginning. He was so happy said if we. We've been on a couple of dates..." Martha interrupted him with a raised hand."No details, please. Remember, I changed your diapers. I have no desire to have those images in my head." He couldn't help it: he burst out laughing, causing heads to turn."Oh, Mom. I'm surprised at you!" he chortled, once he had his laughter under control. "I didn't know you had it in you." Yes, well," she responded, trying to hide a blush. "I was married, you know. I know what can happen..." She stopped when Robby. "No, Marcel. Please don't do anything. I will do anything it will take to convince you.'Marcel grabbed a plate of chocolate covered strawberries from one of the waiters walking by. "Convince me. Go pass out these hors d' oeuvres." Jenny was trembling as she picked up the tray. "How bad could this be?" she wondered as she walked first over to her husband."Please don't do anything. He knows someone was trying to photograph the ballot stuffing downstairs. I need to do what he asks or he will kill.