”“And no, I wouldn’t care if you fucked her in the ass,” Ashley said, answering my next question before I even asked it. “Like I said, you c...an play with her as much as you want.”I laughed. “Yeah, that was going to be my next question.”“Obviously,” Ashley giggled. “Man, I bet you can’t wait for her to be ready for your cock.” She pushed me back and crawled on top of me. She reached back and took ahold of my dick, which was completely hard by this point, and aligned the head with her pussy. She. She took her hands out and put more lotion on them and then reached into my pants again. This time she slid her hands around to the front and started massaging my cock. As much as I wanted to fuck her, I couldn’t do that to my wife. I turned to her and explained that this was something that I just couldn’t do. I told her I found her erotic and if there was ever a time that we could do this, I would ravage her. She said she understood and being faithful was no reason to feel bad. When we got. We were celebrating the triumph of my first-ever moose kill when Kyra called Liz and got the news. She drops her robe and steps naked into the spa with Celine, Marta and me. We are in the sisterhood's bush country retreat for a too-long postponed moose hunt. Kyra doesn't hunt, but she's been enjoying the walleye, pike, and trout fishing while Celine and I each bagged a moose. We impressed our guides by gutting our own kills before letting them pack the meat out, and then cut, wrap, and freeze. And Dad’s sofa. The rest of the old house’s furnishings went to a local charity. Alan had 3Sigma foot the bill to move things that we needed to move.The house went on the market, much to the dismay of my uncle who thought I should stay in it. I told him of my plans for Auburn and that I most likely would not be coming back to Savannah when I graduated. He protested. I offered him a price for the house, ten percent below the price I was willing to accept on the open market. He declined. The.