At first, it all seemed normal enough with a horny husband that drank too much beer and a wife that never saw a bottle of wine that she didn’t finis... right down to the last drop. They had two lovely children, a little eight year old girl and a cute five year old boy that was filled with questions. She usually learned a lot about the parents from the mouths of their naive children and their questions were often so funny that she would almost piss her panties just thinking about it.“Miss Nancy,. .. " The covey of crinolinas had spread out through the valley in their searchfor wildflowers, so that none was closer to another than thirty feet. Suchan arrangement lessened the chance of quarrels over food. Misty, a blonde,beautifully mature crinolina in a white dress with red polka-dots, was standingabout dead-center in the valley. She had found an especially scrumptious clusterof bluebells and was glancing over toward her friend Jenna to see what theother girl might have discovered.. He had to hope, drooling around that thick member, the swell of it grinding into the back of his throat. Even though his eyes streamed, he had to keep pressing on, sucking him down, the heavy smell of sweat in the air, clinging to him even when it was not his. His throat ached but his passion was up, cock pulsing with desire, a damp spot soaking through the front of his gym trousers.More… So much more…He was lost in the moment, seeing nothing, knowing nothing, taking that cock into his throat,. She sits there in the chair facing the out to the world. She just sits there for a little looking out at the view and thinking of him. Thinking of everything they have just shared. She sighs a little while reminiscing. Suddenly she hears a stir in the room and see’s him come out to her. He has a blanket in his hand and he wraps it around her. “Did I wake you” she asks softly. He shakes his head and leans in to kiss her. He takes a seat in the chair next to her and stares at her awhile. She.