Most of us will live our lives connected to a system that makes you labor all day for very little joy, pretending that somehow there’s a better life...waiting when you’ve done your work.This life flies by at a blinding pace, and often despite your best intentions it can take a turn for the miserable and just stay there until you drop.You can read all the right books, take all the right yoga classes, but you never get happy.Why is that? Why do so many of us fall into this trap?My thought, while I. " Who by?" I asked innocently."Other guys, you idiot," she retorted.I hadn't the faintest idea where this was heading."I spoke to Morgan (a mutual gay friend in his late teens) and he told methe park can be quite busy with gays sometimes. You and I are going in thereonce it looks quiet and we are both going into a cubicle where we will waituntil a guy puts his cock through then I'm going to suck it off," saidCarla."But they're gay!" I said."So, they don't know that I'm a woman do they?" But you. I looked over at the man sitting there finally I walked over to him ‘do you need me to call you a cab?’ I asked. He began to smile and I almost melted right then he was sexy ‘No thank you Miss I have a car outside.’ Slowly he stood up I couldn’t help but watch as he walk toward the door ‘damn he had a fine ass.’ With a sigh I went back to work but I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Just imagining those eyes looking down at me as his hand move on my body.. ‘Stop that.’ I chastised myself. Here. "I'm getting too close," I whispered. "You'd better stop." Bonnie stopped moving immediately, her vagina still tightly gripping my throbbing cock."Should I get off?" she asked, not having enough experience with sex to know what to do.Judy was watching attentively. "Try holding completely still for a minute or two," she advised Bonnie. Keep totally motionless and his orgasm might subside. Sliding him out now might put him over the edge."Bonnie stopped. We looked into each other's eyes, she.