Got a great look at you two, didn’t she? Ha ha ha.” “Certainly did. She’s gonna be seeing my big fat cock in her dreams for months, poor cow!�...� “Hey, what about my cock?” “Yeah, okay, yours too mate.” “Poor Petra,” I giggled. “So, Emily gorgeous, how about me and Danny give you a nice slow morning screw? How about we knock your hot little brains out again starting right about now?” “I would love that, honey.” “Good. Then how about we stick around and we carry on tormenting your poor little. My wife Shellie was absolutely stunning. She was tall at five feet nine inches, she had a beautiful full mane of natural blonde hair that hung down to her bra strap in the back, and she had a very nice hourglass figure. When she turned thirty-six years old that year she was very proud of her 36-D cup breasts, her twenty-six inch waist, and her thirty-eight inch hips. Her body weight was perfect, she worked out regularly, and to top if off she had a fifteen-year-old son too. His name is Billy.It. We had it with some of the supplies we’d packed in with us and then headed off to bed. Gloria and I shared one lean-to and the guys shared the other. Of course, we all stood a watch as we were in unknown territory. While no one expected anyone to drop in on us unexpectedly, there was always the chance that a predator might decide to pay us a visit. Gloria pulled the first watch, followed by me. I then woke Dunbar which gave Burton the last watch of the night. Thankfully, nothing happened.Dunbar. . I sat in silence... the apartment aroundme suddenly turning from the feeling of a cool, stylish home, intofeeling like a prison designed to kill me. I fell asleep on the couch -head spinning.========================================I wasted no time the next morning, I immediately jumped onto everysingle site, social media app, or phone call that could possibly give mea new job... but much to my dismay - "hip young paralegal" was notsomething that was needed on the dying and slow economic.