It was one of the most domestic mornings of my life. It was also more than a little surreal. I felt like Brad and I were married, but somehow that was... not a comfortable feeling for an 18 year old who was about to go off to college and begin her life. That was the beginning of my doubts. While I loved Brad, did I really want that kind of commitment? This is just one more thing for me to think about.When I got out of the shower, I went into my room and dried my hair and put on another bikini.. But one orgasm wouldn't do for her now. She tore her clothes off and ran to the big queen size bed."Come here and let's fuck!" she whispered hoarsely to Prisca, who just collected herself from her big climax.She also threw her clothes off and jumped onto the bed. They stared at each other's bodies for a moment, took in the other's sexy curves, their hardened nipples, smelled the scent of their sex juices. Stella was romantic, however, and started to stroke her pussy again, openly for Prisca to. “There’s no greater compliment to a cook than to have someone want more. Here, sit beside me, and I’ll teach you to cook biscuits in a Dutch oven. Sophia’s recipe is a bit different but still quite easy to do.”“Nope,” Phillip said. “I’ll do the grunt work, and my master chef can take care of the biscuits.” He hesitated for a moment before adding, “Just imagine how good that trout is going to taste cooked over the campfire.”“Well, we aren’t going to have trout tonight, and if you want more. He approached a local person and asked, "What's the quickest way to Marystown?"The local, scratched his head, "Are ya walkin' ER drivin'?" he asked the stranger."I'm driving," said the stranger."Well, that's the quickest way." said the Newfie.Golfer walks into the pro shop at the local course and asks the golf pro if they sell ball markers.The golf pro says they do, and they are $1.00.The guy gives the golf pro a dollar.The golf pro opens the register, puts the dollar in, and hands him a dime.