He grunted heavily eachtime my weight crashed down on his crotch. After he came - I had alreadycum twice - I dragged his carcass to the bed and starte... again.He did me doggie-style for a while, then rolled me over on my back andpressed my legs so far over my head, my ankles were resting on theheadboard. My lover pounded me hard, causing me to whimper with eachdownward thrust. The exertion was getting to him. By the time he came asecond time - my fifth - I was able to push him into the room's. "I felt for my mules and slipped my feet into them only to discover thatthey were new. The heels were even higher than I had had to put up withbefore. My feet were at the same angle as they had been all night. Therewas to be no relief!I did my ablutions. I looked after poor little Henry as well as I could.He was still riveted into his cage and contained in a fresh condom.Coming out of the bathroom, I was invited to sit on my least favouritechair, feet and knees together at all times and push!. By the way ... there’s a guy here in Hector who sells peeled balsam fir poles at seven bucks each.”“You have my card number?”“Yes.”“May I impose?”“You want me to call him?”“Please?”“Hold on.” She hollered, “Zak!”A very faint, What?“Come here.”“How many?”“Fifty four ... sixty would be better. Yeah ... make it 60.”A male voice spoke to Katie, “Yes?”“60 poles for a 22.”“I have that many dry.”“I’ll pay it when she picks them up... 420 bucks.”“Karen?”“Yes?”“Done.”“When you said you’d call ... I was. Then he said oh shit, don't tell my mom. She realized it was joey.Peggy used to sit of him and here he was grown up and in the same graduation class. She assured him she wasn't going to tell his mom and he was more at ease. As he realized she hit the joint he asked if she wanted to go hit one out back where there weren't so many freeloaders. Since I didn't smoke much anymore I told them to go ahead. Remember that they already hit the joint earlier and she had about 4 red solo cups of garbage.