Yes, this is the address.Before you was a house, no, rather a mansion, one your father had bought shortly after you left for college. You had never se...n it...until now. It was breathtaking in size, easily three floors. The walls were a shining bright white, as if they had been recently painted. Behind you was a fountain that stood in the middle of the circular driveway. _Man, _you think to yourself, Dad really went all out on this place...Luggage in hand, you walk up to the door, knocking. Every thought I had of some man doing my wife gave me a raging hardon. I never had a particular person in mind, just a faceless body pleasuring her body in every way.I had tried on several occasions to entice her into fulfilling my desires, to no avail. She came from a very religious family & was very old fashioned about marriage & sex. I had just about given up on my dream being fulfilled, but this one fateful day came around & the following is a true rundown of that day & evening.One Sunday. It had felt like buckets full of stuff had been spurted into her. What could all that stuff do? She was too tired to worry about it. Besides, giants couldn’t make babies with humans. Who’d ever heard of such a thing? Her eyes closed. The baby’s cry was suddenly silenced.She slept.Jack manhandled Coreen up and over one shoulder in a manner that would, some day, be called the fireman’s carry. He was acutely aware of her naked breasts pressed into his back, and her naked bottom under his hand. She. More fresh-caught fish for supper.An hour before sunset she heard someone coming along the trail. She adopted her “wood nymph” persona once again and smiled at the handsome man with birding binoculars around his neck. This time she offered whiskey neat, and he learned to communicate her way. He offered to show her some birds while he watched her pert ass and body move as she preceded him down the trail.She didn’t seem to find the bird with the binoculars so he stood behind her and guided their.