Errol fired back an answer teasing him about sending pornography over the Internet, and suggested he should consider a career as an author of erotic t...ales because the account was so well and vividly written. And stimulating.At first, Luke laughed at the idea, pretty sure Errol was just busting his balls. But in the next two exchanges, Errol kept encouraging him to write some short stories, even if they weren't of the erotic sort. So now, he'd written a couple of fictional tales and asked. "Bill said we could crash here. She can't drive and I don't want to drive too far on a suspended license." To my horror, Heather picked up my soaking wet satin panties, that I left on the coffee table. "Soooome one was havin' FUN!" she broke out into drunken hyena laughter. I must have turned bright red, I felt my face burning. Luckily the hysterical laughter was all she take, passing totally out in a heap.I looked at Mike with nervous laughter, I must smell like sex. I took focus away from. “I brought all your stuff, you wanna check” I said when he moved to nibble on my neck. “Nope, I know you don’t make mistakes” He said and kept nibbling and kissing my neck“But I want to check if my wife is still sexy as I saw her 10 days back” He said and I pushed him away, “Hmm, check that later tonight” I said and tried to walk away but he held my hand and I was again against the wall with him licking my neck and pressing my breast.“I understand you want me so much, you have to wait. Sunny is. The response was the last thing he expected: "Come on, sack rat, let's go! We've got snow!" It's not supposed to snow," Mark protested."Look out the window, then get dressed," an excited Mike said. "I'll get some coffee making while I'm harnessing up the dogs, and bring us a couple of thermoses. This could be gone in a few hours!" There was an abrupt click on the phone, signifying that Mike didn't intend to waste time talking.Not quite believing the phone call, Mark swung out of bed, went to.