Next thing I was shooting cum all over myself,my face,mouth,chest & belly,I tasted the cum in my mouth,I was loving it,so,savoury,sweet & creamy boicu....I lay there for a while,catching my breathe,after a while I withdrew the cock shaped carrot from my boihole,it was dripping fluid,I had had a internal orgasm,I put the carrot to my mouth licking it,it tasted yummy.Mmmmmm.with the cock shaped carrot I wiped the cum up off my belly & my chest,savouring every drop of cum,wiping the cum off my face. .in my room for anything lately,'.....I could barely swallow the last bite of mashed potato as we sat at the kitchen table, it felt like a cricket ball in my throat. I force it down. 'In your room mum.......er no.....why would I ......be in your room,'The silence seemed to last an eternity. 'It's just that.......some ....things.......are not quite how I left them,'. 'Then we must have a ghost mum,' . I feel my stomach tightening. I feel her eyes on me...'yeah.....a ghost,' she whispers. 'Gotta. To be more accurate a lot of those guns were never even loaded.Some of the guests were there to just relax, but didn't want their buddies thinking they were up here for something other than the hunt. We spent extra time preparing special meals for them. I wanted them to enjoy their stay with us as well.In the winter after fall hunting season, we had all the winter sports people. We were near enough to a ski slope that we attracted a lot of downhill skiers. We also got the cross country skiing. It was his wife’s day off, which means she probably cooked. Right now he imagined she was sitting on that pretty plaid couch she picked out for the formal living room. She would be reading a book while she waited for the dryer to buzz. When it did she would scowl in its direction and ignore it for a couple more minutes just on principle. In Kent’s mind he imagined the smell of roast beef and gravy with mashed potatoes and green beans. Cathryn would be in the utility room taking clothes out of.