Chapter 5 ‘Charlie, we found the motherlode!’ ‘I call dips on the bathtub!’ Charlie stepped into wooden house. The wood boards on the floor ha...d been partially broken. The paint was peeling of the exposed wood pieces. The windows were covered with nailed tarp. Broken, rusted, and unidentifiable plastic, paper, wood, and metal remains of household items were on the floor. Charlie’s boots were dirty and grimy. He shuffled his way to the stairs. Carefully, he stomped on each store before committing. After you ran off to join the army without waiting for an answer from me and never writing once, I was sure. Not too long afterward, I married the banker's son, Jerry Steele, after my parents were killed in an accident. I was widowed by the war and have been trying to raise these two alone, ever since."Jase said, "I'm sorry about your husband's death." Thank you," Jill replied, as she rose and told the children to go upstairs to their room and play. She ushered them to the hallway and then. But nothing particularly rapey or anything like that. The craziest it got was "Sex Twister." This was a game she made up, using a twister board. We'd play Twister as normal, but after each spin, whoever's turn it was had to find a way to keep their hands and feet in place while rubbing their genitals against some part of the partner's body. Every time she fell over, we added ten to a total number of swats she was going to get before we fucked after the game. And every time I fell over, I had to. ” She breathed, finally awake. She was worming her whole body in concert with my finger’s movements trying to work every sensation to the max. I pushed with that finger on her clit; she inhaled sharply and let out a low deep moan. She pushed my hand out of the way and quickly pulled down her panties, I had to readjust but my fingers were quickly back to work. I could hear her breathing start to get heavy; I pushed my fingers deep into her and began the complicated little dance I had created..