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Too many people in the house

My husband and I are attempting to have a vacation. We are staying in a tiny cabin with a screen door and one large window that is barely covered by a flimsy curtain. It feels like summer on a western movie set. Men without teeth rock back and forth on chairs on the porch. I really want to be alone with my husband so we can have sex, but people keep coming in and out of the door. I close the door and shut the curtains further then hop into my husband's penis. I'm about to climax when I hear the door open. My sister and mom along with the two old men from the porch barge in. I jump up and begin to yell at everyone. It's not polite to barge into someone's house without knocking. We are trying to have sex. We are trying to make a baby. I tell them, just so they leave us alone, knowing full well that I don't want another baby. Later I see my friend/lover from a long time ago. We are eating lunch at a camp table and it's someone's birthday. A cake is delivered to the table. 

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tags: cabin in the woods, tiny cabin, man without teeth, Man in rocking chair, old western, birthday cake, picnic, too many people in the house, family
Saturday 04.18.15
Posted by felicity fenton
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