I got up and opened the computer. Nothing. No monkeys. Ni spinning wheels. No dancing women or loose money. Damn site was 404, meaning did not exist. ...hat was our first big fight in years. I slept on the couch in our den that night and several following nights.Another Terrible Tuesday came and went. The crazy dreams were getting crazier. I think the kids talked to my wife because she seemed calm. Can’t call it peace, maybe truce is the better word. Anyway, Wednesday night was wonderful because. I said I would, she lay on her front and I started by her calves, as I was rubbing it in her firm calves I looked up the back of her thighs to her arse, thinking to myself I'd seen that naked, it was right in front of my face, I now have the opportunity to touch it, or do I? I slowly massaged the sun cream up the back of her legs, up to the back of her knees, running my fingers round to the front of her knees too. Then a little higher the the back of her thighs, slowly going higher up her. He had blond hair, and it kept getting caught in the trees. His name was fred.The female was called cunt. That was her name, given to her by her two parents. She had black hair, shiny, and thin. She was slightly darken than the others and went unnoticed by passerby. Her nails had been sharpened.Neither of the three wore clothes.As was obvious to traders coming the other way, the men had hard cocks, from watching down the chests of the female riders going by.Jenn had a decent sizes cock, and his. Earl took a swig of his new drink as he remembered the day when he moved out of the house.That was sixteen months ago and he hadn't seen her since. They talked on the phone a couple times but never got a chance to get together. Early moved to Miami soon after moving out of their house in Tampa and started an advertising firm with his old army buddy, Clyde. He couldn't even remember all the reasons why he moved out other then the fact that they were having financial problems at the time and.