"What the hell, M-Mike?!" "I'm going to fuck you up the ass, Anna-Brooks. Have you ever done anal?" "No, hey wait!" I smiled and shrugged. "It’ OK. ... fucked your little mouth like you wanted. Fucked your little pussy like you wanted. So relax. I think there's a part of you wondering what my cock feels like up your ass..." She hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Anna-Brooks was beginning to feel the first ripples of pleasure from my finger slowly working in and out of her virgin hole. The one. "A collective gasp echoed around the clearing as Marsh Fever was a common sickness in the summer months in the marsh villages. All of the women had lost family or friends to this disease. People suffered shaking chills, high fevers, hours of profuse sweating, and severe headaches, all of which repeated every few days. The children were hardest hit, usually suffering tremendously before finally succumbing to death. I spoke softly, quiet enough for Palus and Swarta's ears only, "This is the dried. I’ll tell you what. Put a proposal together for each, get their résumés in, and Ken and I will look them over. But no promises, okay?’ ‘Okay, Ken! You won’t regret it, I promise.’ ‘I mean it. No promises. I’m not sure we can afford one, let alone two new people.’ He smiled a little at her. ‘Do what I said and we’ll check it out. We need to keep you happy and productive, after all.’ ‘Yes, Ken, you do!’ she told him through a wide grin. – – – – – – – – – – That evening, Anne found Stan deeply. The opportunity came in late September when we were at The Meadows. As usual, Tori invited her two college friends and their families to join us including staying at the large house until Sunday. Friday night after the kiddies were asleep, we started to get amorous. I purposefully sought out Sheri hoping she’d feel in a romantic mood. She did, and soon we were making out in a corner of the media room. Josh had gone off with Julie, and Sheri’s husband Jack was also in the room with Sheila. Sheri.