Taped beside it was a sign that said, "Help us save electricity. Remove fuses when leaving." Sitting on the bottom of the metal box were two screw-typ... fuses.I figured either the cabin must sit unoccupied a good part of the year or the owners were the cheapest so-and-so's in the state. I screwed the fuses into their sockets and went back to try to light switch again.This time a lamp came on. The light it gave seemed as old and yellow as the curtains, as though the electricity powering it had. I'm thrilled to see how large he is. I hate small penises.I stroke his hard black cock while he plays with my breasts and kisses me passionately. I love the feel of his cock getting harder in my hands. I pull him up so he's standing in front of me and take the tip of his cock in my mouth. I lick his head and shaft and then thrust his entire cock into my warm, wet mouth. I savor his salty taste as I bob my head up and down his cock while stroking the thick shaft. His knees buckle slightly as I. She floated like an angel to the kitchen and returned with two glasses of red wine. We sipped the wine slowly and discussed out lives. Her lips were blood red and I read desire in her piercing emerald eyes. I could see the depravity under the surface of this divine specimen in front of me. I knew I had found my perfect companion. I placed my finger to her lips as she started to tell some story or other and willed with every ounce of my being her to stop speaking. I lowered myself to her for a. That would be the time to strike. As he sat his mind created one scenario after another of his beautiful wife screwing the doctor for whom she worked (he had met Grafton once while picking up Bonnie from work). Screwing behind my back, eh? We'll see about that! Oh, yeah, we'll see about that! he thought as he squirmed, wishing the time would pass more quickly.Bonnie was already down to her bra, thong and stockings."How about a drink?" he asked. Richard always brought liquor and Bonnie was.