Elderly. The adults were looking for snakes and gators… almost casually. ‘I remember the last look I gave my… Home. I remember actually feeling ...he Ties being cut by my Will. I remember feeling my heart harden as I turned my back… and feeling something inside of me die a horrid death. I remember reminding myself that they were Things. ‘But they Held Memories. The dark Nights spent wandering the famous French Quarter in my duster are as vivid as anything. I miss its weight on my shoulders… and. You won'tknow how they really fit unless you takeeverything off." "No way! Other women might have done thesame thing! Nasty..." "Nah. And even if they did, it's not like it's all thatdisgusting." "What are you talking about?" "Just do it! I promise, it'll be fine." I hadn't minded CHANGING in front of her.Stripping down to nothing but my nakedness wasa little unnerving. Reluctantly, I agreed, andremoved my shirt, shoes, and pants beforestanding there in my underwear. "Go ahead. I'll look away. He responded, “Baby, take your time, I don’t want you choking on it.” I looked into his eyes and smiled. I took him into my mouth, again, trying to push his dick down my throat once more. This time I pulled up before gagging. I made several attempts with no success. Then, I climbed up on the table next to him as I said, “I want you inside me, lover.” He consented, “Only with a condom.” I replied with approval, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” I reached into my fanny pack, pulling out one of. I think your balls must have been about to burst.” Then, I hear her close that bedroom door.I clean up. Then, I walk out and go into the kitchen area where Dutch has broken out a bottle of Maker’s Mark. He hands me a small tumbler and we clink glasses.“Damn Dutch,” I sip, “That is one incredible woman. One of the best fucks I’ve ever had.”“Yeah,” he sips, looking into his own glass, a rakish grin on his face, “Too much woman for one man. That’s why we do this.”I notice his cock is fully.