... no one ever questioned me about my underwear being unusual dirty.) With my shirt and jeans, I had better luck: they smelled lightly shitty, howeve..., they were clean, so I just dressed without the underwear, putting this at the heating in my room to get dried. Luckily, the walk the rest of my family was on was a longer one...So the weekend went by. On saturday evening, I found my underwear had dried on the heating, and I could put it on again. The shitty smell from my cloathing vanished. She isn't exactly a looker. But if I had to compare her facially to anyone it would be Jodie Sweetin from Full House.What caught me off guard about Chell is her feistyness. She was quick to strike back and throw sarcastic insults. I fell for it. The first time we officially met, she ended up meeting my mom at her place. But that day we met was cool--we walked everywhere downtown. I love women that can walk and appreciate walking; you get to talk and get them tired at the same time, plus, their. She pushed her upper body up off me for a moment and I saw her tits hang free. What a wonderful sight. Like huge melons hanging from a tree ripe to be eaten, they hung down and I grabbed and cupped them with my hands."You have amazing tits, Stacy," I said as I admired them some more. She smiled, "Would you like to fuck them a little?" Before I could answer, she started sliding down my body, dragging those immense globes down my chest and over my abdomen until my cock nestled happily in her. Though I was already married to Sven through Zanyia's trickery, which made our marriage even more naughty, I had vowed to be married to all his women. I only said it once, but I repeated it two more times beneath my breath. Things said thrice bound my race.I had so many wives.“Mmm, I can feel it,” I moaned as Sven rolled off of Ava. She trembled on the ground, her petite body flushed and trembling. Her small breasts rose and fell, thighs spread wide. Her cunt gaped open from his dick, his cum.