" He held his glass out toward her.She said, quite softly, with her wine glass poised in mid-air, "My success, Ken, will come to me tonight if you hel...p me by... fucking the bejabbers out of me!" She clinked his glass. And, as she took a sip, she heard him audibly gulp. What fun.He took a sip of his Scotch, and said, looking at her over the rim of his glass, "God, Lana, you don't beat around the bush, do you?" His ears were red again. And he had just given her more verbal ammunition."Me beat. She had to sit up with him all night before the funeral." No, Becky, someone else will take care of that. You just take care of yourself and your kids. Tess and I are going to go back and make sure my husband is okay."They said their goodbyes and Tess and Millie headed for our wagon. They got there just before I did. We got naked and got into bed. They told me about their conversation with Becky, then we drifted off to sleep.April 7, 1845We kissed and cuddled for a bit before we got up and got. “That good is it, Neil?” Jerome asked him. Neil moaned loudly as Jerome’s hand slipped around to the front and took hold of his cock to masturbate him at the same time he fucked him. Claire looked at them for a few moments. She couldn’t decided which was exciting more; watching Jerome fuck and masturbate Neil or Karl’s long thick cock pleasuring her. She closed her eyes again as waves of pleasure swept over her. She heard Jerome call out to Karl. He asked him if he was ready to change over. Now was the time where he can see me naked. But I planned how to show him. I took out both the sets of the lingerie and wore it one by one. One was skin colored and another one was black. I wore both the bra’s to check which one is less transparent. So that it can go smooth the next time I wear the other one.Both materials were similar to each other. But the beige one was matching my body color and hence. My body was less visible. I wore both bra and panties. My door was open as I wanted him to.