She almost forgot to let me in. " I came to apologize for my behavior. Today's and past. I know I behave like a crude idiot with you and give you hell...with my perverted speech. I'm sorry." " Its alright... I was mean to you too... after all you got into a fight for my sake, and I must be thankful for that." Involuntarily, she reached out and rubbed my arm, feeling the solid muscle beneath. Then realizing what she is doing, she quickly pulled her arm back and offered to go for dinner. I stared. I was spread wide Fred had hold of both my tits and was fucking me deeply. We changed positions a few times both guys taking turns giving my ass a hard fucking and me always making sure my husband had a good view of me getting fucked. Bret moved me over on the couch turned me over grab my ankles told me to spread. I was bent in half and lowered my soaking wet pussy onto Bret’s super hard cock. Bret slid his cock deep into my pussy grabbing my hips spread my legs and bringing my knees up on to. It was in one of those little brushfire wars in the Near East. I had taken a burst of shrapnel from a grenade, and he carried me on his back all the way to the evac helicopter. Sure, I may not care for Biff much, but, damn it, I owe him. Sometimes, I have to wonder, though.That did it! Biff went too far this time. He had to pick on Art. Art was one of my oldest friends. We went way back. Now, I hadn't known for sure that Artie was gay, but I'd suspected it for a long time. Not that it would. ...sorry for disappearing butyes..this story is still very much alive. Here is an update. It's a bitlonger this time around. Enjoy!Chapter 5: Work Hard, Play Hard"I....I think I wanna be Little Bow Peep tonight," he said with agiggle.As soon as he said the words, though, he realized how high pitched hisvoice had sounded. It definitely wasn't intentional on his part- itactually felt natural. But still, it wasn't something that he wasentirely comfortable with."Good choice," Savannah responded.