Maybe I should go give Mom a hand..."Buffy grabbed Dawn by the arm, "I don't think so. You have school. Let's go."Dawn pouted for a second but relente....As they opened the front door to leave, they were shocked by a shrill scream coming from the kitchen. Joyce screamed out, "OH SHIT! NOT MY ASSHOLE YOU LITTLE SHIT! NOT SO DEEEEEEEEEPPPPPP IN MY ASSSSSSSSS!!!"Dawn and Buffy burst out laughing as they imagined their m*ther getting reamed up her asshole by the paperboy. "I BETTER GET A FREE SUNDAY. But it wasn’t too long before Liz let out a muffled gasp and her juices ran down her leg. Each man then stopped and she slumped to the floor in a pit of ecstasy. She lay there for some moments, panting and gathering herself. “Up on your knees,” the voice commanded. “Y-yes sir,” Liz replied and complied. “Now open your dress so we may all see your breasts and push them together,” the voice continued. Liz fully opened her dress and pushed her breasts together, creating an awe inspiring cleavage.. He did not want to move, only wanted to rest, which seemed strange since he slept in planes and cars for most of the day. But he ran from those same electrified faces needing to touch him, needing one last blessing. Was this the satisfaction of his work? There had to be something more than the display of himself; more than the traveling salesman of a religion. He closed his eyes and later awoke with the sounds of keys at the door.A black gown covered her from head to foot. As she removed the. I have running water and there is an indoor privy. I’ll get dinner on the table.”Unlike my family’s home in Pennsylvania, the house didn’t have electric, but the indoor plumbing out here in the wilderness was a true blessing. Surprisingly, there was even hot water. A kerosene space heater in the bathroom kept it comfortable.With personal business finished, we sat at the table while Bill dished up some wonderful rabbit stew with carrots, potatoes, parsnips, onions, and sprigs of thyme. A bottle.