She had her head on Arlene's shoulder going on about how much she wanted k**s and how she wasn't sure if we could adopt and so on. Dave looked at me a...d said he was sorry but, he was sure we could adopt and if we wanted he was willing to be a sperm donor. I didn't make any kind of comment on what my wife was saying or anything, but when I looked at Arlene she had a bit of a smile on her face. I didn't understand what she was smiling at, well just then anyways. See right from the day I married. ”Ah interrupted, “What’s ‘fuck’?”She laffed, “Yew got a lot tew learn and Ahm the wun tew teach it tew yew. ‘Fuck’ is when yew stick yer stiffie in somethin and shoot yer cream.”Ah ast, “Sew Clyde fucked me?”They both laffed. “Yew got it!” sayed Sis. “Gurls got another hole ‘sides their ass jest made fer stiffies. Clyde tried mahn but he lahks assholes better. Why don yew try mah pussy? Thet’s whut yew calls a ‘pussy’. Mah boyfriend got it nahs and ready fer yew.”Ah didn’t unner stand thet. ”“I think I’m about used up,” huffed Charlie, his arms hanging like weights at his sides and his legs trying to keep up with the moving mat rolling faster and faster beneath him.“Now for the next five minutes, I want you to run.”“Artie, I can’t,” he huffed. “I have to get off.”“Get off? Are you fucking kidding me? Keep moving.”“Artie, please. I’m about to fall off.”“Keep running!”“Artie ... I can’t. It’s too much.”“Push it, damn you!”“Artie ... please. Turn it off.”“Keep your feet. You let out a soft growl as you remove my jacket and turn me around. Pushing me up against the wall, you kiss my neck and shoulders from behind and feel my slender, toned body with your hands. You place my hands flat against the wall and continue to reach inside my dress and grab my breasts, using them to hold me against you as you kiss my neck and suck on my earlobes. I push my bum back, grinding against you. I can now feel exactly how excited you are. You turn me back around. Holding me, you.