He quickly agreed to all expenses for three. Talk about making my day. Then I talked to my lawyer about a few things, and got him to work on Susan's d...vorce.Monday night, Linda and I helped Susan bring some of her things over. They had rented the house furnished, so there was not a lot of furniture to be moved. We nearly moved everything that night. Linda supervised, setting up the spare room, and helping Susan arrange it in the way she wanted. Tuesday flew by, and Wednesday night Susan. I must of really got a good one in because I passed out as soon as I was done cumming. It wasnt long before I was woken by the spoiled princess licking at my fingers. She must of smelled the peanut butter and decided to help herself. Hmm peanut butter. I grabbed some out of the jar and put a little on the tip of my cock. Then grabbed Lady and let me make her way towards the smell. Such a greedy girl she bgan lapping at my head. Her warm tongue felt good against the tip. I started to get excited. The letter had been changed so much that the original "flavor" had been lost. In fact, from my standpoint, they butchered it. I was doing a hard drive cleanup last week and I pulled up the original that I had sent in and thought it would be a kick to post it in its original form and see if anyone remembered it and could see the changes made by the Penthouse Letters staff. The title that I had originally given the story was The Wedding and The Funeral.I'd led a pretty active sex life when I was. It's called a shotty and your not usually supposed to touch lips, but not only did our lips touch, everytime we shared our hit we would make out a little. It was one of the hottest things I've ever done. We finished our blunt and beers and I was feeling great, and I knew he was too. Artie was so lovey and touchy. We started making out right on his back porch. He started feeling my cock through my boxer briefs and eventually we started jerking eachother. Arties yard was pretty big, it had an.