. back to the house ... NOW!” I said.We started to run ... the van sped up.I heard the gate at the drive crunch.“Can you shoot?”Connie said, “...Yes.”“Will you shoot?”She hesitated, “Umh.”“Never mind,” I said. I popped open a shelf drawer and took out Hairy’s Smith. Ever since his 1911 had jammed, Hairy had converted to wheel guns. “Behind the door is a rifle, the magazine is in it. Get it please.”It’s a good quarter mile of bad road, is our drive. I’ve been meaning to get some gravel delivered. Mr. Carlson certainly seemed to be aneligible "hunk," too I thought to myself.The doctor then gave me another injection, which quickly induced sleepin me again. I knew that I was being rolled into the OR and was putcompletely under with the skills of the anesthesiologist. For what must have been at least several weeks, I vaguely recalled beingawakened for just a few minutes several times each week to ask mequestions, change bandages, and adjust the endless tubes that seemed tobe coming from. It's been half a year since we last saw each other that time when... when we managed to pick up two strangers on a crooked evening. Adam never found out what happened, and I have been faithful to him since then, but the truth is that to this day I haven't been able to forget Mike's huge dick. What he said was true, since then sex with my husband wasn't the same as before. The situation was that; it got better.Even if Adam didn't know the truth about that night, he must have felt something. I had to open really wide to avoid scratching him with my teeth. He was nearly hard by the time I got him in my mouth, so it didn't take much to get him ready. Leroy's cock, long, if not terribly thick, was even darker than the rest of him, coal black. I sucked hungrily on it until it would stand on its own, then Jamal lifted me off my knees."Don't want you to go upstairs with bruises, Becky." He was jerking himself, keeping his cock good and hard. "Lemme see how you're doing." He stepped close.