“We’ve done a ton of work just to try and keep the weeds away.” Her husband was Steve, and as she finished her sentence she looked over at her man. They had the second oldest child there, at 15, and the second youngest as well, a three year old girl. And I didn’t want to wait,” she said, meeting the prudish woman’s eyes. Jenny just laughed, the other women commotioned, and as Brady smiled the largest shit eating grin, he handed the spatula off to Jeff and they went inside. In moments he was fucking her hard. She knew she was attractive, as all the women here were, but her husband appreciated her the most, and that’s exactly the way she prefered it. “Mm, stop it!” she smiled at him, pushing him away, “Argh, you do that any more and I’ll need you to fuck me again.”
He unlocked the door and they stepped out, a couple heads on the porch turning their way, followed by the rest. It was the picture of Americana in southwest Idaho.
