”“You evolved. They haven’t.” Sheila pointed to the clump of men as they vanished from sight over the distant hill at the far end of the grani...te ridge.“Those boys never got the memo.”“I sent ‘em a message with my method. Perhaps they’ll learn. Likely they won’t. But I’m sure they’ll think double before screwing with us again.”“And if they don’t?” I asked.“Then we need to return home and put our house into order. We’ll be on our way in fifteen minutes.”“Speaking of together, I gotta see Darlene. I did not need another answer. ‘How often do you see her?’ He cleared his throat. ‘Just once, like I told you. She doesn’t mean anything to me. It was an accident.’ I laughed. It was sharp and throaty. It wasn’t my laugh. I could feel my husband wince. I tried to clasp a string of pearls around my throat. My hands wouldn’t cooperate. ‘Why did you tell me? Why now?’ I banged my open palm down on the vanity top. I decided against the pearls. ‘What do you want me to say? That I want to leave you?. The same with my sister and as for me, I stayed in trouble all the time because I was always finding things to smile or laugh about.By the time I was eight years old my evening baths were feeling better all the time and even though none of the females I come in contact with wore anything close to sexy I would catch myself staring at the tit and ass areas and wondering what they would look like naked. Remember I mentioned everyone used a lot of colorful language. Well, my Mom would often. "Open up!" You anxiously await as I quickly slide off your cock and up your belly and chest to eagerly plop my nasty, dripping pussy on your mouth, completely enveloping it in your hot, wet lips. My tasty hole is instantly flooded with your spunk and it fills your mouth as I force out the entire load, giving you the swallow-or-drown option. You go for the former, anxious to taste yourself fresh from the repository of my beautiful pussy. You gulp and surp yourself out of me and begin lapping at.