I seems that the stuff had been sitting around fer nearly five years, an' nobody wanted ta pay the price fer it. It had been ordered fer a church ta b... built, but the preacher wuz run out of town fer knocking up three of the local girls with promises of marriage. That killed the church construction, an' the shop owner wuz stuck with the stuff. By the time I wuz through, I had enough roofing fer the pig pens an' our house. The fire resistance wuz what sold me on paying the extra price.We loaded. I started up and roared off only to park a few doors down, around a corner. Cutting through my neighbors yards, I quietly snuck back home entering our backdoor. I could hear the game, the guys, but couldn't see a thing, so I hoped Sarah had a good plan. After I heard her serving another round, she said, "I'm all sticky, think I'll go upstairs and shower real fast. You all know where everything is, so help yourselves. Fred, would you mind grabbing the towels out of the dryer and tossing them on. She moved readily to my touch. With one hand I started caressing her tits and pinching her hard nipples. It was unbelievably soft. And my other hand tried to find its way downtown while my lips smooched her vulnerable neck.She let out a slight moan and almost fainted in my arms. When she gained back her full consciousness, she turned around and kissed me, holding my cheeks with her hand. Without breaking the kiss, I pushed her onto the wall under the shower and pressed my body against hers’.. He slides the head through them, gathering my wetness onto his head. The anticipation of him entering me makes me forget everything else but your face. I feel him slide into me, the familiar sting immediately replaced by pleasure as my pussy engulfs his shaft. I wonder if that's how it feels each time for you. Do you moan when it enters or do you let your inner walls tighten at each thrust? He starts slowly, finding a rhythm, but we both know it's only a matter of time before he starts.