Won't mention a thing to the gentleman if I ever happen to speak to him." What do you need nails for?" she asked."Well, I was thinking I could maybe f...x her up a bit. We're pretty comfortable, but I'll bet I can make us more so."She wasn't sure the building could be saved. Lou did have a point, though. There were a lot of things left wanting, living out here in the open like this. If Lou could fix up the place a bit, they would most certainly be more comfortable. "All right, then. Let's take a. They quickly verified what their friend had learned two months earlier and my whole street knew. Willing and unresponsive. I even had to wake up somewhat to tell them that I was fine and liked what they were doing to my vagina. Sex puts me in a sort of trance. If you talk to me while you're fucking me I can answer. But if you stop talking I slip into autopilot. Since I do anything a man tells me, especially after he's been inside me, I didn't even complain when they told me I'd be helping. Can we have sex with you?"Monica, not unnaturally, blinked in some surprise at this."Cory and me," began Danny, stumbling over his minor hesitation and just going for it, "are really horny! We've been, you know, jacking off and stuff and thinking about sex. We really want to have sex with a girl you see, and you're the nicest looking girl we know mom! Plus, you're er...the only one around! Heh! Er...so whaddya say mom?" It's not quite what I expected you to ask me," Monica said, Danny and me. He looked up at me and nodded as to ask if it was okay to carry on. I looked at my wife, so innocent and sweet, a questioning glare on her shocked face. Can he carry on? Should he carry on? Do you want my help? I backed away with a nod and he once again placed his bell end on my wife’s open gash. There was only a slight pause before he forced it back in and took her again. As he entered her she let out what I can only describe as a yelp, and as he re-found his rhythm, thrusting long and hard,.