She stepped back in surprise. Her boss had said nothing about another woman being there. Who could she be? Rita strained her ears to hear the voice, b...t she could not recognize it. She had no option but to knock, because her boss would not like it if she was late. She knocked on the door gently, and the thrashing inside seemed to stop, and only the faint moans of the woman could be heard. A moment later, the door opened, and Rita looked into the eyes of her boss. She was about to greet him when. They're the best. I don't mean to make you feel bad, but I wouldn't trade them for anything. I just hope I can find a man like Dad, so I can keep my teenagers awake at night."That actually produced a chuckle from Lindsey, but then she turned serious. "I don't even know if my folks have sex any more. I don't think I've ever known that they were doing it." She shivered visibly. "I can't imagine why either one would want to. They've turned into such blobs. You know, Becks, sometimes it's hard to. The part that I was most interested in was how the wagons would be arranged at night. John had the wagons form into a large circle, but this had some significant disadvantages when it came to defensive fire. The next night, we formed into a square, and that was considerably better. We tried that for a week, but I still was not happy with it, because there was no fall-back position. Finally, I suggested to John that we form two squares, a smaller one inside the larger one. Normally, people could. Good, she replied, that's all. My head swam as I sat at my desk for the remainder of the day I thought of nothing but MD as my cock throbbed in my pants. The following week I heard nothing from MD. Each time I received a text or phone call I'd be disappointed to see it was only my wife or a friend. A phone call was all it took for her to have me completely obsessed and on edge again. I would fuck my wife with my eyes closed, thinking of MDs perfect ass as my cock slid in and out of her, I'd.