Might wanna hang around my place all the time, cramp my style.” He was squatting in front of her, smiling face-to-face with Upward Dog. “That wasn...��t your story last night,” she dead-panned. They’d had sex the previous evening. It had been more than a week since the last time, but Deirdre no longer worried when they went a while without fucking. Besides, the man had earned his keep last night. She had been especially horny all day at work. She thought it probably had something to do with the. She surprised me even more by kneeling down, and instead of roughly lathering my dick as she does, just took it in her hand. "My poor baby," she whispered to my dick, "did Mommy hurt you today? Oh, my poor baby!" She caressed the length of my dick with both her hands softly. I drew a sharp breath. It was having an effect on me. I started to grow in her hand. Shit, I thought, first blue-balled and now this. I summoned all my willpower and somehow stopped myself from getting erect. But the. It was real, after all.I made an effort not to stare at Janie, who was wearing a miniskirt with a short top, but concentrated on just being pleasant as she was introduced. She was a redhead, good-looking, and about the same size as Lettie. As we walked through to the pool room I was able to look at Janie from behind, seeing that her body was quite similar to Lettie’s: about five feet two or three, a fairly lightly built torso, with a slightly heavier bottom half. Not ‘heavy’, you understand,. "What's done is done. We don't need to be arguing about this, especially in front of Alyson. What we need to do is prepare for a slightly extended stay here. That cabin is a good sign, even if nobody appears to be home. We can try to salvage stuff from the boat. The water's only about thirty feet deep out there, depending on exactly where it went down." He pointed along the shore. "A few things have already washed up here." Where are you?" Alyson's voice was shrill and shaky."Here!"Two more.