. plural tipis? Anyway ... the house on the north side of the drive looked nice. Glancing across the pasture, I noticed the fence ... white painted bo...rd fence ... and it just kept going north ... Circle K? Back to the tipis.“Karen?”“Hairy?”“What’s with the lodges?”“I’m a dealer.”Well ... I spluttered a minute ... dealer?I was getting ready for a full bore inquisition, when Karen parked and left us stranded.“Band practice,” she said.She walked over to the new house, banged on the door and. Sally smiled knowingly and parted her legs invitingly. Davinianervously edged further forward but her stubby legs slipped between the cushions and her belly 'grounded' before her nose could zero in on the delightful target. With Davinia trapped between her thighs and her stubbylegs paddling uselessly between the satiny cushions, Sally had the Basset hound bitch helpless. She slid forward along the settee until Davinia's nose finally made contact with her panties. Davinia whined eagerly and. This time it was where you wanted his tongue. He ate you out for as long as you could take before you stood up and said “your turn” with a grin. You got on your knees and started to undo his jeans. You could feel his throbbing young cock hard as stone through his jeans. When you finally got the zipper down he fell right out and you saw his 7” cock. You couldn’t believe the size for someone his age. The girth was just as impressive. You couldn’t hold back anymore. You grabbed his cock and. My heart was pounding as she stepped past me. As she did, I inhaled her body fragrance (which I found almost intoxicating), and my cock responded by stirring and beginning to become erect.She headed towards our bedroom, and I followed behind her; admiring her fabulous figure, that, despite the fact that William had 'had' her over the last 48 hours, I loved knowing that, in the end, when all was said and done, she was still my wife; and that she always came back to me."You must be very tired," I.