I’ve got plenty of time to think of some way to make my point and get my wife back to reality! I really don’t want to lose her, but I was a realis..., though! I knew it was a probable ending to this vacation! I think after years of being a dedicated husband to Stacy, she owed me a lot more respect than what she had given me this week. She lied and connived with her sister about this so-called vacation trip of hers! This week, she has shown me nothing but indignation and resentment! Stacy’s overt. I turned her again, pressing her to the wall chest-first, growling in her ear, “You ready, babe?”“Yes,” she hissed, the wall cold against her breasts, back arched to accentuate her firm ass, long legs and lovely curves, all toned from her love of running.“Good,” I grinned, pushing her skort down, panties balled up insideMy lips found her neck, the soft skin receiving kisses, nibbles and rough bites. My left hand cupped one of her firm breasts, and the right moved low, thumb grazing against her. He took the robe from her, whistling as he took in her body. Her dragon tattoo snaked from her shoulder, across her back and around her stomach. Guys seemed to dig it. He turned her, tracing it with his fingers. Elkie was impatient, pushing herself back on the bed, legs spread, shaved pussy wide and wet. Big Dawg sucked at her tits, his technique rushed. She put her hands on his head, pushing hard downwards. He got the message. His warm breath on her pussy, his tongue licked her slit, hard,. He coughed, and the jerking motion made him realize that he was at least partially pinned down by something. Forcing his eyes open, he gazed up into the bloated afternoon sun, partially obscured by low flying clouds.As he gazed upward, he began to remember what had happened. This collapsed structure he found himself in was the entrance to an underground way station ten miles outside of Nashville. He was on his way back to the capitol after a yearlong exploration of the northeastern states. He'd.