I was out the other night walking my dog, Champ, down the country road that I live on. It’s only about a mile long, with just four houses on it, so it’s great for moonlit strolls. With no traffic for miles, you can hear every sound that Mother Nature makes. Or that your neighbors make.

I was passing the home of Charlie and Helen, an attractive couple in their thirties, when I heard a low moan. At first I suspected the worst, so I moved closer to the house to see if someone was in trouble. There was only one light on in the house, and that came from a window only a foot above the ground. I tied Champ to a nearby tree, then crept up to the window and took a cautious peek inside. Helen was entertaining Charlie in their finished basement by giving him a delicious-looking blowjob. What a sight!

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