I remember the Stuckey stores along the highways and byways of America when I was younger. They have long since gone by the wayside but the look of t...e buildings is unforgettable. I said “Kelly, I think this place used to be a Stuckeys?” She laughed and said “Cool. Maybe they still got a “Pecan Log” for you.”Stuckey’s most famous product was always their famous Pecan Log but I think that the “pecan log” Kelly was talking about was something entirely different. We giggled like silly. Stan carefully slid out of bed and padded into the bathroom for his morning pee. After washing his hands and brushing his teeth he grabbed his electric razor and quietly walked downstairs using the mirror in the hall to shave in. He poured juice into a pair of glasses and made coffee, humming tunelessly to himself. Finally he returned carefully to his bedroom, put the tray down on the dressing table and went to Anne. He bent over and kissed her gently, but she still started in momentary alarm. I kissed and sucked on her clit, flicking my tongue furiously against it while she was in my mouth. A growing noise built to a crescendo as she bucked her pelvis onto my face, both hands now gripping my hair, pulling me into her pussy. I could hear the fabric of her panties start to rip at her knees, her body straining to release herself from their confining grasp."Oh fuck! Shit, oh my fucking god!" she screamed loudly."I'm fucking cumming, oh my GOD... FUCK!!!", she moaned as I was rewarded. "Suck my dick, bitch." She willingly took his cock into her mouth, massaging his head with her lips. The man with a tight grip on her soft, gentle ass shoved deeply into it, finishing as well, leaving a large shot in her colon, but also pulled out and sprayed her back with his seed. He, in similar fashion, slapped his now soft dick on her ass cheeks, rubbing some remaining cum on the cheeks before disappearing. A man with even bigger hands guided his penis inside her used hole, and with one.