I move up along side you ... hugging your whole body ... then one hand cups your tit while the other litterally gropes your pussy .... giving a squezz... to the whole mound and then the fingers curling into your vagina .. now comlpletly slppy with your juices ... a kiss on your shoulder blade ... a breath on your ear ... and I whisper in your ear .... MY TURN14:10I move away from you .... sit in a chair ... looking at the screen of our computer where the video of what we have just done is giving. Then, as I turn to the source of the sound, a large brown spider nearly the size of my hand scurries out from under the tree and runs right past me after the rodent that just barley races off. It scares me so badly that I spring up while still peeing, and as the spider turns to me and rises onto its back legs, I shuffle back as fast as I can, forgetting my pants are around my ankles.And I fall backwards, my bare ass hitting soft leafy plants beside the tree before I drop almost a foot down an. The only difference between tonight and the other nights was that the house was 92°F and about 4,000% humidity. Welcome to Florida in August.It was so hot in my house because the AC crapped out early in the day. I called the AC guy I knew from the VFW Post I belonged to. He promised someone would be at my house first thing the next day. So I left the front door open to let in the cooler outside air and had a couple of fans trying to move air so thick you could sell it by the slice. My front. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear.“Information, please,” I said into the mouthpiece just above my head.A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear.“Information.”“I hurt my finger...” I wailed into the phone, the tears came readily enough now that I had an audience...“Isn’t your mother home?” came the question.“Nobody’s home but me,” I blubbered.“Are you bleeding?” the voice asked.“No, “I replied. “I hit my finger with the hammer and it.