I'm a good listener; always have been. Especially out here in the woods, inside this small cemetery. I sit in the cab of my old truck, listen to the r...in tell the story, and wait for Melinda.In these parts, we never seem to have nice winter weather. It's always cold, cloudy, and raining. All it's good for is hunting, mostly deer. Only I don't hunt-not anymore.But this became my favorite time of year because of Melinda. I was driving home after wasting most of a Saturday down in the bottoms. That was good enough for Lily - she pushed me onto the bed and leaped on top of me. I was still kicking off my pants when she had her hand firmly around my firmness and was lowering herself onto me.She dropped straight down onto my cock, and the lake of liquid between her legs made my cock slide home without the slightest of frictional hang-ups. My cock's dryness neither mattered nor lasted long. Lily started driving herself back and forth on my cock, with an increasing look of joy on her face.. "Mr. J pulls down his zipper, pulling his hardening cock through the slit in his boxers. He then rubs his naked dick between her wet lips, covered only by the thin g string.Veronica moans, and reaches back for his cock. He spanks her, scolding her, "Put your hands on the desk." Yes, sir."He pulls off her gstring, pulling her hands behind her back and tying them with the fabric. She struggles slightly, earning another spank."Do you like being spanked, Veronica?" Yeesss.. siirr." Another. He grabs the Queen's dress and robe and goes into the Queen's chambersthrough the King's interconnecting door. He closes the door behind himand moves to the Queen's bed and lays down on it.Suddenly he feels the King's cum running down his leg from out of theQueen's pussy. He gets up and goes back to the Queen's latrine andcleans himself up. He then puts the Queen's robe back on and lays backin her bed. Sir Gray starts pondering over the events of the night thathappened to him.Sir Gray says to.