‘Here, let’s wrap you in this afghan. I said, where can I turn up the heat?’ ‘It’s broke,’ Betty mumbled, as she whispered her thanks to C...nnie for the afghan. ‘Broken?’ Connie asked. ‘Your heater’s broken? When did that happen?’ ‘Oh, let’s see. Two, three, uh—’ ‘Two or three days ago?’ Connie asked in consternation. ‘Oh, I’m trying to remember. I think it was back right after I finished helping Mr. Lyman with his broken leg.’ ‘Mr. Lyman’s broken leg? Why that was almost four years ago. You’ve. Slowly, eventually, her shivering slowed. Cain moved his body up and over hers, changing position every few minutes. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders, rubbed her feet with his, and held her hands to his chest and face.Eventually, Sheri began to relax. Her body began to unfold, and she moved her hands and feet around in an attempt to keep from making Cain too cold."How are you feeling?" he asked."Better," she said. "Thanks." She shivered again.Cain put his hand to her face and looked her. "You're my only friend."Frank looked down at the top of Oliver's head at the messy dark hair and inhaled the scent of fresh lemons. He swallowed tightly, and without thought, found himself snuggling in closer to the warm body at his side as his hand closed over Oliver's. "Right now I think you're mine, too," he admitted, suddenly resenting everyone that used to be in his life. He blamed his father for the situation that he found himself in with his mother and his sister. It was his fault that. "You sure" I asked. He chuckled. "Fair's fair right?"I wondered if I should check with Sara, but looking down at her with a cock in her throat, a stranger licking her pussy and a few pairs of hands caressing her body, I figured she would be ok with it.I put on a condom, moved around the couch and started fucking this guys wife. It was incredible. Not just the sex, but the feel of a different woman's pussy, the feel of her ass, her hips. All of them new and different. As I started fucking her,.