I knew to be the obvious one who did the partying between the two. Ms. Thickness, was more of the "chill at home" with a glass of wine, a joint, and ...ew batteries for her toys-type. Not that she was a minger(ugly), or anything like that. No!No! This woman was hot in "Natural-Woman" kind of way! My kind of woman! She wore just a little Rosey-Pink, lip-stick, and, just enough eye liner to make her green-eyes all the more alluring. Aside from that little bit of vanity. She was that natural,. Then for the rest of this week, when we have sex with our husbands, they could ‘sniff our soiled panties. Edwin could sniff your soiled panties, and Randy could sniff my soiled panties right while we are ‘doing it.’ We could maybe comfort ourselves some during today and Sunday, and then clean ourselves with our soiled panties. This way each of our panties would smell of pussy juice.’ We could let our panties ‘dry’ right on us, each time, not even take them off at all.’ By Monday, our feminine. This could not be tolerated!The first thing that Fire Bringer did was to surround the farmhouse with a wall of frozen air. The attacking Comanches realized something had changed when their arrows and thrown spears bounced off an invisible wall. The people inside the house saw the arrows and spears being deflected, but could not see the same for their bullets because of the speed and relative size of those bullets. Nevertheless, they stopped shooting when they saw that the Comanches could not. He was stretched out on the bed reading a silly science-fiction book and looking good enough for me to gobble up before we got down to real business. I wondered what position he might want me in and hoped it was either “doggie style” or with my ankles up on his shoulders so I could get the best leverage from his masculine assets.I knew he was actually eating up my sports bra and the tiny little white lace thong.It was easy to pretend complete indifference as I turned my back to him and bent.