At about four she pulled into the yard and tap tapped her high heeled way into the house. I was sat at the table. One glance at me told her what she ...anted to know, she made coffee and we silently sat surveying one another. “Do you really mean you wish to remove my cock and balls?” it was a straight from the heart question, and she knew it needed an answer.“Look” she said “you only ever use your tongue on me now, that useless thing has not done anything for me in over a year, in fact in baby. I got about 1 mile in as I was reaching the very edge of my subdivision when the adjacent land owner’s rooster started crowing. cock-a-doodle-do, cock-a-doodle-do, cock-a-doodle-do. I paid it no mind because it’s happened before and I’m used to it. The rooster must have caused some commotion because two houses down I saw a light come on where it’s usually dark and quiet. I continued my jog anyway but as I neared the house, I saw the blinds and curtains moving as if somebody were peaking. Still. Della sit on the couch and offer our British slut your sweet cunt. Sandra crawl underneath Beth and suck on her sweet cunt. Very quickly, I watched as my directions were followed faithfully. Once the three were in position, I watched the lesbian threesome with manly satisfaction. A few minutes later, with both Beth and Della moaning louder, I moved behind Beth and slid my cock back into her pussy. Unlike my slow thrusts the first time, this time it was about getting me off. Each hard thrust. The room was empty…that is to say that it was clean. No drawers on the floor, no piles of clothing anywhere. Turning my head slowly, partly because of the pain, partly out of apprehension, to peer around the frame, I saw that the drawers were stacked neatly in the dresser, just where they belonged. The bed was made up with no trace that I had ever laid upon it. ‘What the…,’ my voice died in my throat. Had I dreamt it all? Was I losing it? Did I just need coffee? Gathering myself as best I.