Why so bright..even for a Friday?" You mumble to yourself as you shuffle across the lawn to your mailbox. You pull out the mail and start flipping thr...ugh it while hardly paying any attention to it."Bill... Bill.. Who the hell is Bill? .... Hmm.."You pause at your door and stare at an.. unusual letter. It's a bit thicker than the bills and otherwise unremarkable. You shuffle back inside and quickly open the abnormal letter."Congratulations Fred SmithYou have been selected as the winner of a. Pushing firmly, I entered her, my prick making a muffled pop as it pushed aside the firm muscle. Rebecca drew in her breath sharply.“Fuck it! Fuck it hard, Collin! Oh damn, that feels so fucking goooood!” she groaned.I couldn’t disagree with her on that point. She was so tight it almost hurt, but it was a good hurt, and I kept inching my way into her letting her get used to being violated. Maybe violated isn’t quite right. I mean she did ask for it, and as a matter of fact seemed to. The girl whimpered and squirmed, sliding her tongue in and out of Valerie's mouth and planning to slide it in and out of her cunt, too.Valerie sighed and stretched. Her long, lithe body glistened in the gentle light of the log fire. Her wide, bushy pussy triangle lay like a shadow over her lower belly.Cindy began to kiss her way down the woman's stomach, her lips moist and parted, panting on that velvet flesh."You don't have to, honey," Valerie whispered, thinking that maybe the girl figured. The two lovers were Caroline and Bob's wife Karen. Bob was stunned into a frozen mask of white horror at the sight. I was sure he was going to faint or even, as I had earlier that morning, empty the contents of his stomach. Somehow he got a semblance of control over himself and flopped back in his seat, staring blankly at the pictures.I took another sip of my drink and Bob quickly downed the rest of his; his eyes never leaving the photos before him. He had a bewildered look of a man lost with.