Jennifer made me constantly aware of her appeal, yet she did nothing overt. She didn't have to. I was putting dishes in the dishwasher when Brianna ca...e in. "Oh, no. You don't do that." She pushed me out of the way and loaded the dishes exactly right.I was sitting on the stool watching her precise movements. She had obviously loaded lots of dishwashers. When she turned around, she said, "Why are you being so nice to us?" I watched you get out of that pickup. Most of the other widows and orphans. "Tell me how much you need it" Moaning and breathing deeply he rasped "Yes I need it, make me a slut, I need you to abuse me" "Good, that is exactly what I wanted to hear" She whispered, nibbling his ear as her precum slickened fingers began running around his ass, lubing him up before sliding inside. Her fingers worked in and out, in and out, working his tight hole as her thumb rubbed hard under his balls. Her other hand gripped his cock tightly, squeezing every time her fingers slid. “You’re quite perceptive. I’ve always known you are.” I looked up at her face and she was smiling. The fire was still in her eyes, but it had changed. For a moment she looked sixteen, then fifty-four. Damn, she was confusing. My dick twitched. “Mark dominates in bed, and I like that, but he’s hair-triggered. We’ve tried everything, but he just can’t last, so we’re in this routine where he goes down on me until I cum, then we fuck for a few seconds until he does. Just for once, I’d like. “Got a bear that was tearing up my orchard. The head and paws are in the truck.”He came out and took a look. “Big bear.”I nodded. “I had to quarter him before my deer come-along could hoist a section.”He looked surprised. “You gonna butcher the carcass?”“Yep. It’s hangin’ in the cooler now. I’ll be breakin’ it down to salt and then smoke the cuts. I figure it’s about a hundred and twenty pounds per quarter. Want one?”He shook his head. “Not me. There’s a few around that could use the meat,.