I was pretty much looking forward to spending the day with the two lesbians. So I had decided to take a walk around the place, killing time, till the ...adies got back. I ate my breakfast and strolled out of the guest house.I was walking through a small path and reached a tarred road. I thought that this was the road that connected the guest house to the town. The road was deserted. I stood there thinking whether to retrace my steps or to walk forward a little bit more. Suddenly, a jeep came and. My buddy, Mark, comes to my mind, stood to go look for a piece of wood so we could 'go fishing'.No sooner than he was on his feet there was a scream from about 100 feet away."Hey you kids! What are you doing on my property?!"That he was carrying a shotgun in his hands was not lost on either of us!We made a mad dash for the fence. I recall getting through and glancing back. He was still coming and looked like he would just crash on through his gate.I'm shaking as I write this memory down. I can. In moments of orgasmic ecstasy, however, she obviously was very outspoken—a screamer, if you will.John had just gotten himself zipped up, the soiled tissue flushed, and his vintage "dirty" magazine stashed, when he heard a car drive up next door. From his upstairs bedroom window overlooking the driveway, he peeped out just in time to see statuesque Joy Cooper immerge from her family van followed closely and boisterously by her c***dren, two boys and one girl, all hyperactive.Joy was a tall,. She finished her shower, got on her workout clothes, and headed downstairs to the kitchen.Fixing a smoothie for the day, she heard Mikey approach. She flinched when he playfully slapped her ass. Michelle turned around and hugged him, “Good morning.”“What, no fussing at me for slapping your booty?” Mikey askedMichelle thought to herself, “I dreamed this morning your mouth was all over it. So what if your hand is in real life.”“Nah,” she answered. “Slap away!” Michelle turned, continuing to.