Who cares? That's another toy for readers and I think authors should just ignore that crap. It is tempting to write a 3.3 million word story though, I...have to admit! I have a title picked out for it already, "Doorstop" ... But I have so many other things to do. I still have to figure out if Kylie is going to hook up with Karen or her father!! That's what I should be doing right now ... Yikes! At least I finished Tina (7) just a minute ago, that was a relief! I kept putting it off and putting it. As we climb the long stone stairs entering this cold austere building and nod at the prudish librarian, we giggle as we think about the exciting adventure we’re about to have. We find a nice quiet area on the third floor and enter a room that fits three people well and close the door, our hearts beating quickly. We begin to kiss, so excited that we’re actually acting out this fantasy. Our hands roam over our hair and arms and backs. We make sure to keep our shirts on but take off our panties.. She then looked back up “how do you know about those holes” she asked “have you been there before”? I ran my hand through her hair and kissed her forehead “yes with Mar ,I watched her give a couple blow jobs there. That was my first mistake” I said “But I wouldn’t blame you if you did play with one”. “Well I didn’t” she said “ I will never cheat on you”she then stroked my cock “but Misty did. She jerked off several of them before I was able to get her out of there. Even then they followed us. As I saw the last car off I decided to walk around to the side gate instead of going through the house. The side of the property where the gate is located is dark. I peered over the fence and saw my wife kissing Eric. He had his hands on her hips and then I saw her wiggle and her skirt fell to the cement side walk. Mike came over to them carrying a beach towel and the three talked briefly. He went to the diving board and spread the towel out on it. Eric led my bride over to the board and she.