There'll be some sex in it later, since that's what you signed on for in the first place.People think that writing smut is all sweetness and light and...beating off with one hand while you fill pages with erotic content with the other. I don't know how many of you can type with just one hand, but it ain't that easy, let me tell you. And "Herman", as I have nicknamed my manhood, has gotten to the point where, if he's going to perform, needs all my attention or he just peters out, no pun. For the last few weeks she has just hung around the house feeling sorry for herself. As a way of cheering her up my wife decided that we were taking her up into the mountains to a cabin for a week. We were taking more alcohol than food, even though I don’t drink.My mother-in-law took the kids and we were off.Five hours later we were parked outside the cabin, there was snow on the ground in the higher elevations, and so I started a big roaring fire.A few hours later the two women were pretty. EpilogueIt was morning as the nurse looked down at Isidora's still, pale figure on the hospital bed and wondered. How could she have done this to herself? What love was worth this?Then the man sleeping in the chair next to the bed stirred. The nurse thought to herself. He's certainly attractive enough, but what kind of man would take advantage of a woman so young and fragile. How could she let him make her a mother at such a tender age?Then the tiny bundle lying in the crook of Isidora's left. Ye dekh kae meri choot gili ho gayee aur mai bhi Ajay se wahin sofe par chudawane ko razee ho gai. Meri razamandi pa kar Ajay mujhpar tut para aur meri dono chuncheon ko lekar pagalon ki tarah unhe masalne aur chusne laga. Mai bhi apni haath age le ja kar Ajay ka tana hua lund pakar kar sahalane lagee. Jab maine Ajay ke lund to sahala rahi thee to mijhe laga ki aaj Ajay ka lund kuchh jyada hi akra hua hai. Ajay teji se apne kapade utare aur mere upar ate hue meree bhi saree utarane laga. Kuchh.