Repairmen refused to work in the house.The maid quit.Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move. A month later, even thoug... they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out and eventually even the local realtors refused to return their calls.Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going. He told her the saga of the. No, this wasn’t happening.I sat bolt upright in bed, covered in sweat, panting heavily. The lower half of my chest and cock were covered in spunk and my hand still grasping it tightly.The dream was far too vivid.At breakfast, my son mentioned that he had a weird dream that night. I went silent; I dared not ask him what it was about. I didn’t want to know. All I told him was that he was to forget the dreams and get onto the farm as quickly as possible. We needed to harvest the wheat.My son and I. I soon felt him at my entrance, after which he pushed against it to no avail—I was too tight and refused to give in to his throbbing rod. He persisted, and the tip suddenly popped in. I cried out and my ass tensed immediately, it hurt intensely, but he stopped and rested there for a while til I was beginning to relaxed. He slowly pushed in then pulled out and repeated those movements with increasing intensity. A few thrusts in and my pain became intertwined with pleasure. Shots of lightening. "Candy, this is the first date I've been on since I proposed to your mother. That was twenty years ago. Cut me some slack, will you?" Okay, Dad. I'm not making fun of you but you are very uptight about this date. Mrs. Penny is a really nice lady and she is going to be really impressed with you when you arrive at her front door. I have to admit, with that new body of yours and all the trouble you've gone to in making yourself look good, she'll think you're awesome." Thanks. By the way, I hired.