With her arms crossed under my tits my girl friend gripping my chest, works me up and down thrusting my pelvis onto her husband's fist and wrist, she ...uickened the pace while nibbling the lobe of my ear, Brenda meanwhile groaned appreciatively as I eagerly spread my legs wider and opened my pussy to sit forearm deep on her arm. Unable to hold me, my girl friend gently allowed me to collapse into a quivering heap on the dinning room table, I had just experienced a most intense orgasm. Hot. The girl was straddling the guy who had his shirt open.Her long, loose hair covered most of their faces so I couldn’t make out much but it looked like they were making out. His hands held her waist at first but now they were slowly making their way to her ass, circling the curve of the buttAnd going back up again to caress the naked flesh displayed by her tight, back-less dress. The guy broke the kiss and said something to her in her ear the girl quietly nodded.I could not hear anything but I. It was nearly 11 PM, and Shelly wasn’t sure that there would even be anyplace open in a sleepy little town in the middle of Pennsylvania, where she could find a meal. But when she entered the town her hopes were revived as she saw a small diner’s over-sized sign lighting the roadway, and advertising a “Trucker’s Dream” breakfast. There were two other cars in the parking lot when Shelly pulled in. A yellow Volkswagen Bug, and a police cruiser. The decal on the door. We dissected a rabbit to figure out what all the goopy bits did.I got them learning the states and capitals. Addition and subtraction was a breeze. Multiplication was going to take a while. Division was the devils work. Not bad for third grade!When the weather broke I went into town for card games, fresh fruit, fatty meat for the dogs, vinegar, sugar and cabbage. I made coleslaw by the pound and everybody scarfed it up. It hit the spot in the middle of winter: crunchy, sweet, sour and with the.