“Then give yourself 25 minutes before ya even think of touching the naughty bits.”“Yes.”“Ya heard me talking to pa? about checking in on ya,...you’re too quiet? Better come and moan like ya mean it.”“Your pa would not actually barge in on one of your clients, would he?”“Who’s to tell? Ya certainly can’t be sure can ya. Ya enjoy yourself like ya ought and no one needs to know what he’d do.”“If I told you to go out there and make sure Goodman Brown wasn’t coming in here, you would, right?”Hulda. I could be fucked and not in a good way. I take my last swig. I doubt he is going to let me order another, so I grab my motorcycle helmet and take my walk to the unmarked door. A “shave and a haircut” knock seems appropriate but I settle for a more classy rap. It creaks opens and Paulie looks at me like the phone call was hours ago. At least he appears as he does in all the photos of him and his sexy ass wife.“Took you long enough. What you get lost?” He spits out at me.“Did not want to. I’m so sorry!” She left and came back in a robe, asking, “Can I help fix breakfast?” like a regular visitor.Her robe was not well secured and I got lots of clear glimpses of her gorgeous breasts as she moved around and bent over to take bites of food. She asked me if we ever swam in the beaver pond and I told her that it was quite warm enough by now. She said she would like to do that with me if it was okay. After cleaning up the kitchen we grabbed some towels and set out for the pond I grabbed. "Coleman then said "I got her ass, and I call her pussy second."Elliot then said "what does that leave me with?"Nick then says "You dumbass, you get her mouth, what else would you get, geez."Elliot then said "cool, I get to cum in her mouth, awesome."Both Coleman and Nick laughed at that, then Nick said "okay guys get ready, we are going to have some fun tonight."With that Nick told Elliot that he had to wear the jersey, cause he would have to get completely naked if he was going to fuck.