When Eric next appeared to gloat, he told them that Bashful was eating out of garbage cans in Florida."Eric?"His handsome, but now cruel head lifted...."Yes, 'Julie'?" 'Life goes on.' That's what Robert Frost said. He said that's all he really was sure of, 'Life goes on.' Get past your anger, justified as it may have been, with my husband. He has suffered enough." The quality of mercy is not strained, take it into your heart, not for our sake alone, but for yours, it will ease your. "It's all that I have with me, so we'll have to make it work. "In the really faint light, I remember watching him take the tube of lotion and start to put it all over his hard cock. I slid a towel under my ass and laid back in anticipation. I felt CJ move into position between my legs. I felt his fingers on my opening as he was putting lotion all over and in it. It was obvious that he'd done this before. It was really dark in tent. It was a cloudy night plus we were sequestered in the pines.. Either way, I decided a long time ago that whoever said 'wait three days' was stupid. I called her immediately. "Hey, Mustang." The voice was as soft as velvet, and arousing even over the phone. "Looking for a different kind of thrashing?" The way I see it," I said, switching my cell to the other ear, and walking to the sliding glass door seperating my house from the pool, "it was me who smoked you."She laughed softly, then spoke. "Sorry cowboy, you're not that good with your mouth." Oh. The last year had been incredible. I had my own sister-slut. I fucked her every chance I got. She loved my cock. I pumped my jizz into all three of her holes. She always protested when we did it at school, but I always convinced her.And now I wanted to convince her to fuck me here.“What?” she asked, this wary look on her round face. Her bleached-blonde hair spilled down to her shoulders. She folded her arms beneath her breasts, stretching tight her purple blouse over those tits.“I want you,” I.