.. with us..." Naw," said Lyla Mae with a lively laugh. It was the same laugh he'd heard in the woods. "He don't care if we fuck. Shoot, he appreciate... havin' some help, and we'uns appreciates havin' some variety on th' menu. But we gotta wait until the right time, after the drinks."He shook his head in confusion. Maybe he'd hit his head harder than he realized. "What?" Lookit, y'gotta do it Pa's way, or you don't get none a'tall. An' I'd shore be disappointed if'n I didn't get none o'that.. Like I said earlier, Claire is 33 and very shy, she has short blonde hair and carry's a few extra pounds after having the kids, her boobs are the best part. 42f, rather more than and handful, and our sex life is very good she only recently started to shave her pussy hair, she loves anal and I only just bought her a dildo which she loves, especially with my cock up her ass, she then starts to use her dildo on her pussy, I often wondered if she would ever thought of having a threesome with. “No. I love you Sara, I want you to be happy.” she said.“Love? Are you kidding me?” I asked? “You can’t be gay, you always had a boyfriend, Our parents would kill you if they knew you were gay!”“No I’m not gay, I love you, and I love boys too. I’m bisexual.” She said. “And I know you love girls too.”“How do you know I like girls?” I asked her.She was quiet for a minute she then said; “I got on your computer one day to look something up, and I found your story site, I saw what kinds of stories. And sometimes one of these humans will cut themselves while working or playing and will experimentally taste this red wine of humanity only to find that, unlike they expected, the taste is rather pleasing. Just as blood is natural, so is the desire aroused by the scent of a woman's genitals. If one can imagine: blood and the scent of a woman together.Peter was thinking these very thoughts as he walked from his office to his home, nearly two miles away, a trip he takes daily without complaint..