When I opened it, a sheet of paper fell out. It was typed, with times of the day on one column and at the top the days of the week. I tried to figure ...ut what today was, but I had no clue and didn’t know where to do to find out. Then I remembered (remembered—so exciting) that the weather channel had the date on the screen. I rushed to the living room, learning too late how much it hurt to run with big boobs. They flopped and slapped against me so hard I had to grab them and hold them up for a. She can make anyone horny just by her looks.We went into their bedroom. She lied on her stomach by showing her complete back to me. I raised the chudidhar from the back and started applying ointment. She said that it was the upper part of the ass which was hurting. Now I was on cloud nine as I could see her ass. I asked can I lower the pant. She said ok.I lowered it and her ass was clearly visible.I gently massaged her upper ass and moved my hand on her ass.I wanted to press her ass hard like a. He lived directly on the right hand side of me and spoke with a German accent.The three of us kissed and then they pushed me to my knees where I serviced both their big dicks. I didn't want to stop sucking them at all but I wanted to feel them inside my wet hole more.My white neighbor had me to stand up as my black neighbor sat on the kitchen counter. I continued to suck him as my other neighbor lubed my ass from eating it and then with his precum. He slowly pried me open and bragged about how. Before the disaster, we had a dairy and pig farm about seven miles west of town. Most of the stock was killed during the earthquake and fire, but we did save two cows and the bull. All of our pigs escaped, so we lost all of them. Since then, we have lived off hunting and scavenging, but some bastards chased us off what was left of our farm a week ago. Since then, we have been living in town."By the way, please call me Abner." Sure thing, Abner, and you can call me Joe. We all go by first names.