“Here we are. It’s kind of off the reservation. Not much, but it’s home. It’ll look better in the morning. Everything usually does.”It rea...ly wasn’t much to look at. It was my inheritance, so to speak – a 1972 Shasta Trailer. Older than I was by about by about 20 years. A bit beat up, like me, but it kept the wind and rain out and it gave me freedom to do and be what I wished. I’d been living out of it for the last seven years now, putting a lot of TLC into it, and the quiet little meadow on. After awhile, Linda said, "Maybe she's hoping to have another dream." I'll give her one," Eddie promised. "And this time, it won't be pitch black. I'll be able to see every juicy inch of that fabulous body and count the hairs on her pussy."His sister giggled. "No way, man. You'll be fucking her before you get to ten. And you're not leaving me down here, either; I'm coming along to watch."Eddie took a deep breath. "Okay; we might as well both be hung up, if auntie comes awake right in the middle. Would you like to swap, would you like to fuck Chantelle?" She asked"Babe I am perfectly happy just being with you, we both got excited watching them and that's fine, I have had a little more experience at this, I know you have never been with but one man at a time and I know you have never thought about making love to another man after we got married. Babe I will tell you when I thought that may be where this is heading I tried to decide how I would feel." He moved in to kiss her nose"If you. ‘Good,’ JB blurted between bites. ‘Now, get up on this table and give me a show. Strip outa that cheap tramp dress you got on.’ For a split second April felt a pang of offense to his words, yet it didn’t stop her from climbing onto the table and slowly moving her hips. She’d never been much of a dancer because of her shyness, but she knew she had to please her man. As she stripped, April felt a deep anxiety within herself. JB, the man she desperately wanted, had yet to touch her, except for.