He shed his underwear and I swallowed his cock directly down my throat. It was a nice ten pounder and filled my mouth nicely. His balls and cock wer... both smooth and I licked and sucked greedily. There was a temporary workbench in the bedroom where he had discarded his clothes. I led him back over and asked him to bend over. I got behind him and started to sniff and lick at his big meaty ass. First around the buttocks, then up and down the crack. I gently opened his ass and saw his rising. "Suddenly, the sounds of giggling and girlish twittering reached Mason's and Adie's ears. It seemed to be coming from around to the rear of the cabin."Oh God, Sue, you fuck like Aphrodite personified!"Adie froze, her mind, so full of happiness, torn asunder by the crude, lascivious sentence she had heard. Her face contorted with confused horror, and she turned to Mason. Her breath seemed choked in her throat like a lump of molten steel. "Wha-what was that?" she managed."I don't know. It sounded. But I have to be careful, because every once in a while he'll get in a snit and force me outside, pants down, with Dick in hand, and then the neighbors call the cops, and the cleanup effort is an orgy of people I'd rather not know intimately -- I'm standing around while four dudes and an old lady are twitching and staining their drawers, and then I have to coach them one at a time so they're okay with it. Not difficult, just tedious and vaguely nauseating. Fortunately Dick does have a sense of. "That he is," echoed his wife with a flickering glance in my general direction. She licked her lips and smiled down at her almost-empty plate and sat as demurely as she could with her full, high breasts barely hiding in their bed of frothy decoration and tight-laced broadcloth. She surely was a tester of stay laces. "Fine meal, Esmerelda," she yelled at the cook who beamed and nodded as she rose to clear away the plates. Mrs. R-- also abandoned the table but no port appeared. The Reverend did.