"Well, way back then a woman's husband was right there with her as they fought to make a good living and raise their family. They grew their own food ...nd made their own way without all of the bullshit that we have to put up with. I've been reading about it in my new book Love on the Frontier."Barb looked at her friend holding up a paper back with a picture of a handsome young man carrying a woman dressed in a nightgown through the woods.Diane was always reading those kinds of books and once. I am very picky. Only beautiful cocks.” We both chuckled.“What do you do now?” he asked, his eyes gesturing to my untouched groin. “I will go home and look at the pictures… and… masturbate.” I was suddenly shy at being quizzed.“I hope you have a nice orgasm. I must go. Thank you Ben.” He offered his hand and I shook it as if we had just conducted a business meeting. I went home and did just as I said i would. I stared at his swollen used cock. Traced every vein and recalled the soft flesh of. Sam, Mary, and Karen drove it to our third workshop. After locking the Suburban up in the shop, we went home to celebrate.After putting the kids to bed, we downed three bottles of champagne and went to bed ourselves. However, unlike the kids, we had no plans of falling asleep until much later. As usual, Karen got to me first. Personally, I think Sam and Mary like to sixty-nine to arouse themselves before they jump my bones. Actually, we weren’t trying for a long involved session of lusty. ?Hey Sarah!? I called walking into the kitchen dropping the Harley?s bagliners on the table and grabbing him into a hug laughing. ?You lookpretty enough to eat, and I still cannot believe that you are willing tobe my girl.??Well I am.? Simon giggled before telling me, ?Now put me down you bigoaf before I burn the onions!??Okay.? I laughed putting him back down before I flopped into thekitchen chair and said, ?Make us a coffee there's a good girl!?Opening one of the bags I removed a small box, I.