I haven't been with a man in months, but this whole weekend gave me a craving I had to fulfill. So like most closeted bi men do, I posted on Craigslis... a simple ad, "28m Looking for Hung men, Tonight." I got a few responses into the late hours of the night, mostly from old men with 6" peckers. Nothing remotely interesting, so I ended up going to bed unsatisfied. Tuesday Morning I wake up and like every morning start to check my email. I immediately notice that I got an email early this morning,. ?What, with you and dirty sex??She sneered.?When it comes to that I’d believe anything!? All right! I told myself, angrier than usual with her shit; especially in light of what I’d been going through just recently. If the self-righteous shrew wanted to disclosure, she’d caught me in just the right mood to give it to her. Just the same, though I was not one to back down, I did catch myself thinking that this was shaping up to the kind of ding-dong battle we’d had in the old times.I spoke slowly. We took four wagons, one for wood and three for other salvage; we didn't want to waste a trip. Out and back in only two days; that was great!While the expedition was gone to fetch the wood and other things from the ship, Jim Bell studied the type of saddle we wanted on the computer DVDs that Dad had stowed aboard our boat. Thank God that we had the electricity to keep the laptop battery charged. Jim was not sure at first that he wanted to get that close to such powerful magic, but his curiosity. Sheri lets out a whimper with the tweaking of her nipple then gasps as I tongue the underside of her breast. It’s like heaven as I run my tongue from her abdomen, under her breast up to the nipple I have between my fingers. I run this path with my tongue up her tit like a snowplow driver moves snow, only I widen my tongue and let all the cum flow into my mouth. After swallowing all the salty, bitter treats from under my baby’s left breast I move on to the same procedure on her right tit. .