His gaze softened, lashes lowering. ‘I love you, Abby,’ he whispered nudging her entrance, pressing in slowly. She gasped and turned, closing her ...yes, reveling in the feel of him, so hard, so thick, working his way inside her. He pulled away and used his fingers to work some of her internal wetness out around her opening. ‘You’re still so tight, baby. Tell me if it hurts.’ It did, but she was not saying a thing. She wouldn’t deny her husband his pleasure. Curving her back more, she relaxed her. I've even heard of deer eating out of your hand when they are fed regularly. Want to help me set this up?" he asked, motioning to the still."Yes, will you show me how it works? I'd like to know." Alright!" he said. "First take the dough you made and roll it out into a long worm about as big around as your thumb." He gave me a ball of dough and took one himself and started rolling it between his hands, stretching it. Mine got too long and broke, landing on the barrel top."Thats all right." He. I put a pillow below her waist and opened her thighs into a wide welcoming arch. I put the tip of my rod on her entrance and told her that she should be patient and brave, because it will be little pain initially but after that great pleasure. She agreed with me as she was also absolutely wet.I pushed my rod little by little. She gave a cry when I entered a little. She embraced me tightly. I showed no mercy at all and pushed with my full strength, something gave up.She gave a shriek. I saw. I went to the electric company and paid it this morning. It should be on now.”“Oh. I didn’t know,” Jack said wondering how he had missed that little detail. Abby must have talked to her while he was over at Sally’s house to check out the freezer.Liz asked, “How long have you been without electricity?”“Two months,” Jack answered embarrassed by the admission. To him, nothing pointed out his failure as much as living in the dark in the modern world. Electricity symbolized a bare minimum standard.