“Oh, great,” he told Lobo. “With all I have to do, now I have to stop and harvest the wheat before it gets blown down and ruined by the rain. Bu..., by damn, I can live off nothing but bread for weeks or months if I have to, and the wheat should stay good throughout the winter if I store it here in our cave. If I can come up with some sourdough starter in place of yeast, I can have real bread any time I want – provided my oven doesn’t fall apart.”Shutting down his computer, he walked over to. He took the plug and pulled it out. Then slide it in. Going slow at first, then faster and faster. He kissed me passionately. Do you like this you little fag? Mmmmmmm, God yes. I luv it so. He said if you want it, take out the plug and slide my cock to your pussy. I did. He told me to try to fuck him. I did. Not all that well, but I tried. With my legs over his shoulders he took my hands in his. Pinning me under him. He pushed his cock in hard. All the way in. I gasped, but my hole was well. Now there are only 3 people in our house, boss, my wife and me, boss called me and asked my salary, I said 10k, he laughed and said your wife gets more than this for every blow job, vishaka blushed, asked me to bring them drinks, I served the scotch, boss gave me a tight slap, why did I mix water, make an other one with ice, they were now kissing passionately, his hands inside her skirt, she was moaning like anything, I was standing with drinks, he looked at me, took the whole glass, and made. And then Harry got drunk and got stupid and changed our (or at least my) life.It was our fifth wedding anniversary and our next door neighbors threw us a party. Only having twenty feet to walk to go home and not having to worry about driving I over did it a little on my alcohol intake. I was my usual flirty self and I did get kissed several times and felt up more than a little. When I have more to drink than I should I usually just get tired so about three ours into the party I went home and.