“The only goud berg is a deyd berg,” he whispered, in a gross parody of her Missouri accent. He looked back as a slight breeze caught the vine lea...ves, also causing the savory aroma of fish and garlic to tickle his nose once again. He burped and instantly tasted Zach’s raki and meatballs from an hour ago. The mixture of beef, tomato and spirits had formed an uneasy alliance in his stomach – best to let it settle.He then ran his fingers through his hair and swept the long, wavy locks back from. We cleared the table and headed out on the deck with another glass of wine. Judy was getting friendly with Sam on our way out to the deck, telling how good he looked and how shape he was. I watched as she grabbed his ass as they walked through the door. Greg walked up to me and apologized, but I told him that I was sure that Sam was enjoying it, and I didn’t mind. Judy jumped up and grabbed my hand, saying it was time for the hot tub. I grabbed my suit out of the bag and Judy insisted that I. ”“Right-o. Sit in back, Sam. It’ll be well under an hour.”Sam observed the dry waste, then the Tallaringa Nature Reserve, then darker red waste and the white of the dead lake splashed across it. There was a ribbon of the highway trending slightly west of north from Coober Pedy.“Nearly there,” said Wings. Sam could hear him radio the airstrip. The houses became visible to his right, a few bumps and they came to a halt.“Where you heading, Sam?”“Store, I was told.”“Anyone’ll help you. Ambulance’ll. So these were a kind of compromise. I like wearing them because I still feel naked." She gave the sweetest smile and uncrossed her legs."You like being naked, hm? I like the sound of that. Do you mind getting rid of that top, Milf?"."Not at all, sir." She touched them with little effort and they spilled from the top. She undid the buttons quickly, after giving a view of her full, plump breasts.The sight of her nipples sent a chill up my spine and made the hair on the back of my neck stand up..