She told me that her parents had left town for the weekend and that she was going to be home alone and figured that there was no point in calling and ...sking. So, she showed up a few hours later and we had pizzas with my parents and a little cake. After all of this was done, we went down to the basement (which was refinished into my game room, where I spent most of my time when not in my room) to talk. At this point, it was probably around 7pm. I suggested playing some board games and some. I took out my hard penis and began to rub it for all I was worth. The sound of fucking, and groaning and swearing filled the air! The man was kneading my wifes hanging breasts like bread dough as he fucked her. Suddenly, he started to feel his ejacluation on its way."Where to you want me to seed your silly little girl?" he grunted at me. I didn't want him to cum inside her, as she was not on the pill and I didn't want her to have this man's baby."Please don't shoot inside her...please..." I. He had specified a short one, so she knew that meant above the knee. She finally picked the longest one she could find that qualified. It was white and pleated. She turned and looked at herself in the mirror, satisfied she was as put-together as he was going to allow on this occasion. She walked out to the living room to present herself. She stood in front of him and put her hands behind her back. He looked up and down and said, "Yes, that will do nicely. Let's go." Her curiosity clambered for. He was standing inside a cage with a huge padlock on it and looking very lost and helpless. The cage was made of gray bars. It was placed inside a room with featureless gray walls. Even the clothes he wore -- sweat pants and a shirt -- were gray. His skin, eyes, and hair looked gray, as well. The only thing in his dream not gray, was Janelle, and she was dazzlingly, blindingly white, and must have seemed to him to be an angel. To overcome some of the sadness and the feeling that she was now far.