Well I dreamed this one up while looking at your photos and videos.please tell me what you think, if you like it I will send more. if you have any I w...uld love to read them.--We are driving through the country with nothing but lush green rolling hills and large trees as far as we both can see. I turn the car down a deserted dirt road and drive until we are as far from anyone as we could possibly be from anyone and anything, we pull over to the side of the road and walk out into a field.In the. She would describe the men and the passion she had with them no matter how brief. I thought about what she said a lot and would often find myself fantasizing about having passionate sex with total strangers I had seen that day. It effected me so much that my daily routine would be do my shopping and cleaning in the morning and spend my afternoons laid naked on the bed masturbating, dreaming it was me being ravished by men I had met in bars or clubs.After a week or so I decided that I would. “So you are not only my mother’s fucker and from now on I will refer to you as MMF, you like eating cum out of a well used cunt…interesting”.“What the fuck is it to you?” I demanded.“You are k**ding? Right? Not only can I use the fact that you are my mother’s fucker against you, I can use the fact that you are a cocksucker by proxy too!” She stated. I rolled my eyes thinking, yea right. But then it dawned on me; the implications to Rachel would be astounding. Lori caught the look of resignation. I was at the table, my usual place to hang when I was home. The coffee was on and it was fresh; nothing but the best for the good doctor and my ex-wife. I just had to hope that this operation was not a prelude to me having yet another ex-wife. Secretly, I feared that it would be such a prelude.“Greetings,” I said, smiling. The reciprocations from the Hardys seemed sincere and appropriate.“So,” I said. “How? When?”“As per the how. It’ll be my team, and it’ll be at MG of course. As for the when,.