” The she raised her voice some, and asked, “Want some dinner? We heated up some canned beef stew.”“That’s fine. I’m not ready for anythin... big. Anything’s got to be better than broth and Jell-O!” Marilyn laughed at that and headed for the kitchen. “How about some booze, too!”“Are you taking those pain pills?”“Advils only.” I reacted well to ibuprofen. Most people can take one pill an hour, or up to twenty-four a day, before their liver explodes. I had popped half a dozen when I woke up. I was. Celia & him were getting married, which caused a local stir, so dad up and sold his farm to Raymond!They were wondering... I couldn't dial the phone fast enough!"Dad? Hi, it's me. ___ Yes, I read the letter just now. Ofcourse I have plenty of room, here. You were here once, remember? ___ No. Celia needn't worry. As a matter of fact, Nick & I will pick you up at the airport, once you close on the farm. ___ No, Nick's not here, right now, but don't concern yourself with that. It will be no. I looked over as we passed truck after truck and I could see the eyes on the truckers get wide as they saw Lisa’s shaved pussy staring back at them. She didn’t realize the erotic show she was giving to the passing truckers and continued to suck my cock and was getting me ever closer to orgasm.In one of the passing trucks I saw a big, burly black man staring into the SUV and the driver was definitely impressed with the sight before him. I told my wife that she had an audience and would she like. “No hands, bitch!” I added, but she had already grabbed her heels, as she had been tought by somebody before me.I took her by the hair and watched her licking my shaft“Look at me!” ….”You always look the man in the eyes, understood??!?” I said with a harsh voice.“P…please…sorry…!” she whined, and looked up with big brown eyes. In contrast to the picture we all have of swedish girls Lena was neither blue-eyed nor blond; she had brown eyes, and brown hair…A slim figure, maybe 170cm high with 75B.