Not mine, but someone else’s. He was cool enough to send a teaser during the weekend. Probably still in mods, with the busy queue of late, but it’...s been three days now not that I’m counting or anything silly like that. Don’t even know the title. None was given but, duh, we know who submitted and how it begins.Oh, what a beginning it was too. What a brusque, punchy narrative. It made my heart thump, and regions south twitch, at first sight. I couldn’t wait to follow over whatever twisted trail. Her second husband would fall asleep after a few thrusts and was a heavy weight to dislodge and would wake up and scold her for waking him up. Amazingly, she’d had two husbands but still wasn’t confident she knew what semen looked like, never having seen examples, she was quite sure she’s never had an injection of semen despite that been the purpose of the shoving, puffing and grunting. The second husband had the nasty habit of arriving home drunk and attempting to shove it up Geneva’s back. You coulnd't see the cock outline but I was sure it was a nice one. I told him I wasn't expecting him this early and he laughed and said I see that. I could feel my cock getting semi hard just having him standing so close to me, almost naked and him shirtless. Then I noticed, he was watching my crotch as we talked. I asked him in for a cup of coffee. He said he really should go, i told him I would call his folks and tell them the bailer had a flat and had to fix. His smile and glance at my. .she had never told the old lady that she was in love with Two men are that her name was Bee. * * * She had been a way for two weeks, longer then she had ever been and all she could think about was them, where they thinking about her, had they moved on or had they even notes she wasnt there. The apples sat heavy in her coat, it almost seam to drag her down as she walked up the steps. When Bee finely mad it to there room her haert was beating wildly, her body didnt seam to still, would they.