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Old 03-03-2018, 11:34 PM
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Lacey set aside for a while her plans for going back east. She realized she had been
feeling a little overwhelmed by all the input she was getting. Her session with Pogo and
Spike had helped her rally her resources. The blonde realized there was a lot more
room inside her for experience than she had thought. Things were so good, with her
three lovers surrounding her. Why hurry away? There was lots of time!
What would she do when she got back home anyway? She might be lonely. She might
get horny. The idea of doing without sex now horrified her. She had grown greedy, she
knew. But she liked it. And she wanted to keep her sex life at this same raunchy level,
just as long as she could.
One Sunday afternoon, the four lovers were in the living room, naked, immersed in
each other's presence. Lacey was sucking Spike's hard cock while he lay on his back,
kissing May. Pogo's stiff red cock was sluicing in and out of the kneeling brunette's hot
twat.
The blonde felt entirely satisfied, as the sounds of her lovers' pants and moans mingled
in her ears. She wanted nothing more than to just be here, in the present, with no
worries about the future or the past.
All were so preoccupied by the urgency of what was happening, none heard the knock
at the screen door. It was not Dave Strombe's way to walk into someone's house
uninvited. But he had been so excited, when the detective agency told him they had
finally located his wife. He refused to believe there was no one home, now that he had
come all this way to question May Cooke about the whereabouts of his beloved Lacey.
There were two cars in the drive. The kitchen door was open. Maybe if he went just a
little ways into the kitchen.
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