M.! Who the fuck would be calling me at seven o’clock Sunday morning? I was about to let it go to voice mail, then decided it might be important, so...I answered.I was startled by a very excited Claire.“Slate, Slate,” she nearly blew out my ear drum, “I’ve got wonderful news!”“It had better be,” I said, “to get me up so early on a Sunday morning!”“I’m sorry, Slate,” Claire said, “but I had to call you early, because my parents said that I could invite you to join us for church and lunch today,. And I even have a vast Latin vocabulary." They chuckle at this.She finds him anything but boring even with the technical verbiage. His clarity of explanation fascinates and impresses her. Her sexy presence adds enormously to his own enjoyment of the evening explaining his thoughts and theories of plant biology containing a modern Darwinian philosophy invoking evolutionary mutation.Retaining a thickened prick throughout, often extending to full hardness when she rubs her side into his or reaches. Then after breakfast I’ll carry you next door. I’m sure that there’s something happening at the big cabin.”He really DID carry me over to the Solheim cabin, much to the mirth of Cindy and Johanna. Jo was out with a bundled-up little Stoney, letting him savor the snow.He waved and grinned hugely. Tried to say ‘snow’ but his toddler mouth morphed it to ‘Noooo’. Cute.The chill air felt refreshing. Made the cabin’s warmth even more welcome. Lovely company. Great coffee. Some kind of sweetish coffee. " said Erin as she pulled her jockey shortsdown in the front and revealed about five inches of a double-headeddildoe protruding from her cunt lips, the other half buried deeplyin her hole. "I never thought I would get to use both sides ofthis at once, but if you're as hot as I am, we need to do it likenow!"As she walked over to the bed, holding the thing to keep it fromshooting out from between her legs, Beth reached out to touch itand examine the device. It was made of a soft, and slightly.