He goes to walk into the living room. Jenna panics remembering what he will see on the screen of the TV. “Kitchen!” It’s almost a scream, and s...e quickly corrects herself, lowering her volume and trying to regain some composure. “We should go into the kitchen on the left, so I can get you a drink. I have already been a bad host by leaving you out in the cold. Let’s get you warmed up.” He ushers him away from the living-room door and into the kitchen. “I didn’t get chance to say goodbye. I dropped the tank and picked up my rifle. Looking around, I didn't see anything and headed back to the plane. Walking around the tail, I looked at the debris from the plane and said, "Well this old bitch isn't going anywhere ever again."Going to the door, I stopped as I thought I heard an engine noise. With another look around, I ducked into the plane and shut the door."Sis, how's mom?" I asked as I stood the rifle by the door."Not good. I think she has a concussion, but I'm not sure. Did you. So before I knew it I was invited to their Wednesday afternoon card party. That week the party was held at Karla’s, the young divorcee’s house. Now it was obvious to me that the reason I was invited to join this club. All four of these lonely women were looking to get laid. It was a hot July day and all of them were dressed in the skimpiest outfits they could find. After all, you don’t go to a neighborhood card party looking like a teenage fashion model. There was a dollar limit, so I lost a. “Get naked and straddle the bench,” she urged.Jake complied in a flash. With his feet on either side of the bench, she grabbed his stalk and tugged him until his throbbing member lay between her swollen breasts. She moaned as Jake pushed the large mounds together to cocoon his rod. Jake thumbed her nipples as he made a tentative stroke. Milk dribbled from her nipples to form a lubricant for his next stroke.“Oh god, I’m so hot, Hubby. I’ve been thinking about this all evening. Come on me, Baby,.