You must forgive me, my darling Harry, but the more I am fucked the lewder I get, and I must confess that sometimes I think I should like to have a th...rd, and even a fourth man to fuck me, one after another. I long to be married to Tom, that we may soon have what you promised me, the society of your friend Charlie to join in orgies with Tom and you. I sometimes picture how delicious it would be to suck your delicious prick and extract its sweets while lying on your friend Charlie’s prick and. But you're wrong about that kind of thing not running in our family. Your Grandma Daisy always seemed to know what was going on anywhere in the family before anybody ever got around to telling her. I swear, there were times when she knew exactly what I and my brothers were thinking before we did. It was spooky, how she did that."Carol and I looked at each other. I guess I'd heard tales of Grandma Daisy's uncannily keen perception as I was growing up, but I didn't remember any of it until Mom. “You naughty exhibitionist!” I teased.As soon as we got home, Lynda was on the phone. As she spoke, I stripped off my clothing and lay on the bed, all boned up in anticipation of a quick fuck. “Hello, I’m Lynda. My husband and I saw your ad in ‘The Oyster’”, she said, as I listened to her side of the conversation. “I’m twenty-four,” she answered, “and my husband, Ed, is twenty-six.”“Yes, we’ve been trying to get pregnant for two years and recently learned that Ed is impotent. We can’t afford. Let yourself in.” Shhh, Cara.My first thought was to throw away the card and forget about reading it. The second thought I had was a desire to see what she wanted. I still had an hour before I had to leave so I did my best to put it out of my head and change to go swim.I walked down to the pool and my sister was already soaking in the hot tub. I jumped in the pool and swam its length. I did a few more laps and then joined my sister in the hot tub. We talked for a little bit about our.