“My husband is away on business and I’m missing hiscock inside me,” she smiled with an evil twinkle in hereye. “I needed some ...cock and yours is just what Ineeded.”“Husband?” Pete said, almost stopping. She saw the fearin his eyes and she smiled.“Relax,” she said. “We have an open marriage. He isaway for a month and I can’t expect him to be wellbehaved and if I crave some male attention, then I’mallowed,” she said,. They were now convinced that some thing or some person on the roof was attacking their fellows, and that person or thing had to be The Ghost. Their lives were now worth nothing if they did not capture or kill whatever was up there causing all of the trouble. If they ran away, O'Malley would see that they were killed in a very painful and unpleasant manner, so they had no choice but to attack. The question was, how to do it?So far, sending only one man at a time up the ladder had been futile, so. Then as I was bagging up my socks and underwear I picked up a pair of boxers and immediately knew they were not mine. They were too small. They were size medium, my son’s size (mine are XL). I ignored it figuring they just got accidentally mixed in somehow…then I found a second pair. Now this had my attention. Why would two pairs of my son’s underwear be in my bedroom on my side of the bed? I tried to reason it out, but can only think of one logical reason. I stashed this info. I was getting kinda turned on now. So we walked for another 2 minutes and she again emphasized the pain and stood still. All this time I was thinking what I should do to take advantage of this situation. The moment she talked about it the second time I don’t know what came over me and I saidHere, let me see.Gathering all my courage I grabbed her by her shoulder with my shaking hands and turned her around with her big ass facing my dick. (And that big ass was really up close to my aching dick).I.