I rang the bell and in a few seconds the door opened. Mrs. Bradford looked surprised to see us and I quickly explained that we had come to help her cl...an up the yard.“That’s wonderful and very thoughtful of you. I was sure I couldn’t do it and was wondering who I could hire to clear things.”We introduced the three boys and she told us where we could find some tools in the shed out back. The day was sunny and warm and we left our bikes at the end of the driveway and went around back and. I could smell the scent of coconut in the air as we lay and baked in the sun. Every time I looked at her she was fondling her pussy or titties. I have no idea how many times she shot off that morning, but her moans and whimpers were driving me nuts because she wouldn’t let me touch her or myself. The show was wonderful, but it was very difficult to restrain myself. I was almost out of my mind with desire when a thunderstorm swept in. We had both been so focused on Gail’s playing that we didn’t. "Sure he does baby, he thought it might be nice if you were fucked by a real man for a change." He looked over to me. "You know, one who can make you come." I felt my face burn with embarrassment, during our emails I had confided that I had difficulty maintaining an erection and that I rarely, if ever brought my wife to a climax during our lovemaking. The look of disgust that she had shown earlier returned to her face, but this time it was directed at me. Then, after a moment she lay back. It was a perfectly serviceable bong. I cleaned it up and put it in my closet.The school closed after all classes on Tuesday of Thanksgiving week and wouldn’t reopen until Monday morning afterwards. That left me with a major dilemma. The dining hall would close from Tuesday after dinner until Sunday after lunch. If I were already a Kegger, I could eat there, but we hadn’t been officially rushed yet. I was going to be eating out for several days. I had already mentioned the problem to Jim Easton.