One of the better parts of the meal was the home made rolls that were on the table to soak up the gravy.After supper, I asked Judith, "How about runni...ng over to the house and doing the interview. We'll come back for a nightcap before you go to bed at the hotel."Judith said, "That's a problem, Chuck. The hotel is booked solid tonight. I was hoping your place might have a spare bed."Lisa winked at me and said, "Come on home with us, and we'll put you into one of the upstairs guest suites. I'm. While the tea brewed she finished straightening up her home.Taking the things she thought she’d need she returned to the cave. The young man was just like she left him. He seemed somewhat feverish, but not excessively so. The back of his hand showed no sign of infection, and the bleeding seemed to have stopped. While she studied the wound she wondered how it could have been made. It wasn’t a tear or a puncture, like he’d hit it on rock, nor was it a typical cut. She sat him up, and, using the. “Just a little roughhousing,” said Peter, cracking his knuckles like the big primate that he was. “Ach, look at you, Sheldon,” my wife said. “Your shirt came all untucked.” Alexa started poking my shirt back in. I felt a little humiliated to have my wife babying me like this in front of everyone. “Alright, alright, I can do it.” I pushed my wife away impatiently. “Oh, ok, snappy,” she laughed. She stepped back and put her hands on her hips as she watched my rearrange myself. “I mean it wasn’t. "I want this"... at first more like a question, but then, veryquickly it is the answer. "I want this!" And then Trey, reading my mind, asks "You want this?" his more like astatement. "Yes." I croak, more like a whisper than a word. "I didn't hear you", immediately, then a second later"Do... You... Want... This?" He says louder, insistently while punctuatingeach of the words with a slightly harder fuck stab of his cock up my ass. "Yes," I say loudly, and then louder "oh God, Yes.