My buddy kindly makes his exit as Molly and I get acquainted. A few shots into it I was staring into her sultry green eyes having some prime bar conv...rsation. Sexual fantasies, likes and dislikes, and most of it was coming from her. We both were pretty hammered by this point. She touches my leg and asks me if I wanted to get out of there. Without hesitation, I paid my tab and we were off to her place. She brought me back to her house. It was dark and her house was huge. She turned on a few. A few others who had shown some skill over the years joined the team, and only Carlos and Sam Kendall knew them all. They had come to be considered a bit legendary themselves, and were known as 'the Cayuse', after the Scales brother's reputed ancestors.The two old friends sat in Sam's private study, surrounded by the souvenirs from decades of struggle and accomplishment. An old pre-Reaping map of Oregon sat between them on the small table."You've had plenty of time to second guess yourself, and. I found his cock, it was hard as steel and I wanted it. This was not me, I am conservative and straight laced. Not a slut, I don’t even know this guys name and yet his fingers all up in my pussy and I want his cock and I want release. The man goes down on me and starts to eat me out. This is so erotic, so slutty. Wait, my pussy is full of my husband’s cum. I try to push him away but then pull him closer. I am nearing the release I want so bad. I pull the man up to my face and kiss him deeply,. “How are you feeling?” The male asked.“Like I’ve been used for road kill.” Sam replied. When the male only looked at him confused, Sam stated. “It feels as if I have been beaten to a pulp.”The male was shaking his head. “That’s to be expected, you are the first to ever be healed of the disease. It used to be called the clinging cell disease, though now that we can defeat it, that no longer applies.”Sam was nodding not really having any idea what the male was saying. “Excuse me for saying this.