"Maybe I don't have so much after all," she said.Eventually Kim, our host, stood up, wearing just her top. There was no question that she had more hai...r in her bush than any two of us combined. It spread out onto her legs a little and went way up, in a diamond, not quite to her navel, but darned close. "It runs in our family," she said. "My mom and sister both have a lot, too, but I really think I have more than either of them. It should make your brother happy, though." Until I saw it with my. Who knows? Maybe the guy Cheney hated was more virtuous than was his detractor? That wouldn’t be too hard. Maybe Cheney’s wanting you dead would qualify as a positive entry on one’s resume.So I’m kind of proud to say that one of the first things I told myself (after having already killed two prominent scumbags on a pretty casual basis) was that thereafter, before I offed some poor bastard for being a worldwide environmental hazard, I would perform some due diligence.There would have to be. The rest of the time, you belong to me, exclusively. And…once a month, Margaret and I would like to have you…together” she grinned as she said this. Margaret was smiling at this revelation, as well.“Well…I…when…” I stammered. “I think that can be arranged, if you’re sure that’s what you both want” I finally blurted out.“It is” my wife answered.“Oh, it definitely is” Margaret chimed in, happily.Now, with some young studs, I suppose they would immediately get a raging hard on and whisk both women. Inch by inch I got it in till I couldn’t take anymore. I got on my knees and set the timer on my phone to take the picture. “I’m such a slut, he is right” I thought as I sent the picture. As I sat on the edge of the bed the dildo worked further up my ass to the point only the grip was out. I waited for his reply trying not to move to much, finally a message. “Good! Now put it in your pussy and send another pic to show me then u can get dressed again for now” As I laid back to take out the dildo.