After we were married the floodgates burst open so to speak. Our honeymoon was a camping / fishing trip for two weeks. Claire loves to fish as much as...I do so we thought it would be great. The only pole that saw any use in those two weeks was my stiff rod. We fucked morning, noon and night. Claire just couldn't get enough. I'd wake in the morning because she was sliding her pussy over my morning boner.That first year we continued to fuck every day. I hate to say it, but sometime in the second. To be honest I really was ready to lose my virginity and I always was one for a little competition so I agreed.Don then pulled out a paper stating that once we signed, we couldn’t go back and the competition would begin. We all signed and I told my friends that I had to go.When I got home my mom asked how was my day and did I have fun as always. And as always I told her yes before running to my room.I jumped onto my bed and stared a poster of my favorite porn star on the right wall. I really. Are you still planning to retire to the coast when the time comes. Or has that ideal changed over the years? Nice to ‘talk’ again, Gaynor. I read it through three times. A couple of things bothered me. Being a good person, not looks, is what really counts. Is that some sort of reproach? Or does she think, after all, that I’m ugly but a good person? And retire to the coast? I couldn’t remember that plan but, then again, it’s some thirty-five years since Gaynor and I last talked. Did we really. Two of the boys are really upset to find that they both had themselves shrink wrapped and came as cocks. Who would of known two guys would have the same original idea. Most of the girls don't care about the duplication too much since neither one of the boys is wearing anything except the transparent shrink wrap and they do seem to be quite well endowed for those of you who like that sort of thing. One of the girls who was here at the last party wears a Sister Mary Margaret costume. It might.