Paul was still fully clothed whereas his wife Darla and I were naked and weren’t as bothered by the outside temperature as he was. Nevertheless, we ...all went inside. Once in the den, Paul brought in a chilled bottle of wine for after dinner drinks for himself and Darla, and he brought me a tall highball of Jack Daniels and branch water. Darla and I sat next to one another on the couch and Paul sat across the room in a recliner where he had a good view of us as Darla fondled my cock playfully. What an asshole Gary was she thought forcing her to have sex this morning when he knew she wasn’t in the mood. At least as usual he came quickly and his tiny little white cock hardly hurt her much as he fucked her roughly.As Laura looked out the window she saw Jerome the black gardener had his shirt off again. Laura had heard her bully of a husband give out to him and tell him to put it back on earlier when he left for work. What a hunk the young 19 year old black muscular gardener Jerome was.. It didn't take her long to figure out that Alistair and I had finally 'done the deed', and she quietly teased me about it for a bit, which was amusing. I'd never spent much time walking with her – usually she was flying overhead – and I guessed she must have been lonelier than she'd admitted over the last week. In addition, apparently walking with me was a bonus for her because it kept Dariel away; he still wanted nothing to do with me.I noticed Wynne walking with Dariel much of the time, and. " "Callie" I began "I've been having similar dreams myself. Mostly they've been of your mother and me, but some have been of you and me. I couldn't figure out what was going on, especially since I've not had a wet dream since I was a teenager myself." We all laughed at the similarities in our dreams when Catherine piped in. "I've had the same type of dreams, and I've needed to masturbate most mornings when I wake up. I thought it was just me." We laughed again before talking about our.