Dead. Although she shared a bed with her husband they rarely spoke and hadn't touched one another in years. As she lamented in her sorrow, she began ...o look around the cabin. On the counter was a fresh bowl of fruit and in the ice box was a chilled bottle of champagne. She laughed to herself and decided to indulge. Wasn't that the reason she had begun this trip, to relax and recover? -------------------------------------------------- As he finished his shower he was startled to see that it. The sweat on her tanned body glistened and dripped. The males around her like a pack of wild animals teased and tortured her up to climax repeatedly and then stopped. Eventually Fran could not handle it anymore. She screamed at them and then begged them to make her cum. She had been brought to the brink at least 5 times. She had to release her pent up energy. This made the males laugh. They had their directions. They unchained her and put her on her knees&hellip,her legs like jello trembled.. He was so out spoken and intelligent that he was making too much money to waste time in school. He was so handsome too. He dated different girls from time to time, but I knew he was never serious about them. The only thing he was serious about was work—just like his father.Tim was different. He was quiet, thoughtful and artistic. After James left home Tim spent a lot of his time in his room drawing and writing. He was my sensitive one. He was very good looking in a different way than his. We talked about having kids and she said she had taken her temperature and was ovulating. I told her not to get knocked up before I could get to her. That pissed her off and she hung up not a happy wife. I hoped she was feeling a little guilty. At ten we four men were in place at the cabin. George and Kim drove up and Pete soon followed.Kim was letting it all hang out. The cabin was secluded enough so she had removed her top and her breasts were swinging when she bounced out of George's pickup..