I took a deep breath, raised my bow and drew back the bowstring. Slowly releasing my breath, I released the arrow towards its intended target, hoping ...hat it would strike true before the quail ran off. I watched the arrow sail through the air, and land where the quail had just been. The bird had not been startled, it just moved along to get some more bugs, but the thud of the arrow startled it. I cursed my luck as the bird ran off and ran to collect my arrow. The sun had now set, and I did not. I used to share me performing with my wife. How we start and what all we do and the time taken what angles and the number of strokes i make too. And she never told hers only the basic part she used to say. After i insisted she disclosed she was not satisfied by the way her hubby does he just satisfies himself. By just entering directly without even kissing her or caring her cheeks n no foreplay as such and releases his cum. And turn him aside. By this she was unsatisfied and she fingers many a. We got back to his place and I sat down on the bed. He put in a movie, turned around, and looked at me. We immediately started kissing passionately, more than Ive ever kissed someone. He slowly lifted me up to the top of his bed and I began to slide my sweat pants off revealing my black lace thong and under that smoothly shaved cunt. He licked his lips and took off my top to reveal my bra and size 34B titts. Troy started kissing down my neck, down my chest, stopping at my breasts and squeezing. Never having been the recipient of a woman's scorn before Laurel was shocked to hear herself being called a trollop and whore. Alex pulling on his breeches told Grace to be quiet, it was only out of his good will that she and her husband even had a roof over their heads. Laurel slipped on her boots and damp jacket, reaching in the pocket she took out a piece of ribbon tying back her hair she touched Alex arm "please stop, this is your sister, she has suffered a great loss please don't make it.