And now they were awake.When I got back home from the cabin, Sunday, I dug out my old friend, Dildo Daggins, and went to work on my ass. I came three...times that night.It was hard to concentrate, and to sit, at work Monday, but I managed. That evening, I got my boxes of girly clothes and supplies out of storage, and went through trying to determine what still fit, and what didn't. I also fucked myself twice with Dildo.Tuesday, I stopped off at a store, and bought fresh makeup, since mine had. She said you are wearing your CB3000 a pair of my bikini panties and kaki cargo shorts whith a yellow button up shirt. That's cool with me, wearing her panties keep me reminding me of her cuckolding me. She said I am wearing a kaki minit skirt and a yellow tank top. We will match I told her. Yes we will,she said, everyone will know we are together so they will wonder why I keep going into the house with other men. That and the fact I won't be wearing a pair of my panties. What about the creamy. (Huge is determined by the eye or knowledge of the beholder, a pound nugget of natural gold is pretty big but a pound of natural emerald is HUGE.) It was conchoidal on one side and pretty long. The piece had a severe cortex of waste material left on the unused side of the artifact (When, in the process of replenishing ones tool bag, it is a well known fact that first come is first served is part of the process. The first people get the best material.) First user through an area has his pick of. “I see you like my piece” the wife purrs in the most seductive voice while running one of her red manicued nails over its curves. “I must take you for a tour as I have some other”, she pauses “interesting pieces”. With this she holds out her hand, I take it and rise from the sofa and she leasds me into the hall. Futher down the hall we come to an abstract picture mainly in black and red. I look closely and think I can make out a picture of a black and red clad woman standing above a pile of.