It’s not just been one way. You’re the one that turned me into the sexy slut that I am.”“Thank God for sexy sluts,” Carl hugs me tight, and...my cunt hugs his cock again.We talk in this position for hours before we fall asleep, his cock stays deep and hard inside, and it’s exquisite. I’ve accused Carl of making himself his favorite topic, but I’ve never heard him talk about himself like this before. It’s his true, inner self, the self he fears, the self he’s dedicated his life to trying to. I wondered if it would be worthwhile to get binoculars. Well, I would worry about that later. Right now, Sam was moving like a bat out of Hell, so that must be a boar chasing him. I made sure that both chambers of the shotgun were loaded with the modified shells—I didn't dare risk a mistake at this point.We had the same situation today with the furrows running straight toward me, so the hogs would not be moving from side to side. That was an advantage for me that I did not take lightly. As Sam. Initially spotted the bare feet and legs of a woman, who, after I got a closer look, I confirmed was my wife."Why hello, how has your day been?" she asked, as if it were perfectly natural for her to be there.Before saying anything, I looked closer and realized she had on her black gown and not a whole lot less. When she slid a little closer to me I saw that she had nothing on besides the gown. "What..." I wanted to surprise you for your birthday. Did it work?"Looking around me, I didn't see. I got to the club and met my friend she looked really good she then leads me to a booth and tells me what we were doing basically we were prostitutes and we were our own pimps as she put it id get to pick the guys or girls and keep all my money at first i wanted to walk out and go home but i stayed thought about my girlfriend and our life then told my friend ok she gave me advice guys pay more than girls and then stuffs a pack of condoms in my bra and sends me to the bar. SO im standing there.