He never tired of seeing the alternating flow of deep pools, the foaming rapids and the long gravel bar stretches.The winding drive was a pleasant way...to relax after a stressful week at work. He loved the challenges of developing mineral resources but it was a brutally difficult economy. American industry was hell-bent on buying cheaply from Chinese and South American mines. He sometimes wondered if the Chinese would supply strategic minerals to the U.S. in wartime? Let the politicians keep on. She gobbled it down and wiped her mouth. She noticed another cock was on another hole. This one was much longer, and she wanted to taste that one too.There were no other cocksuckers, so Lisa decided to stay and pleasure them all. She was horny and was enjoying giving blowjobs. She was always told that she was good at them.She went to the next hole and rubbed at that cock. She moved her hand up and down and saw his pre-cum drip from the tip of his cock. She opened her mouth and accepted. Oh well, someone should ask more pointed questions if they wanted the truth.Ruthie and Gisele were as different in bed as night and day. My blind wife wanted wild physical sex and Gisele wanted a more gentle and loving coupling. I had the best of both worlds. Gisele and I talked about different scenarios to get Ruthie fired up. The interstate was still one of our favorite playgrounds.The day Gisele and I took Ruthie up the thruway with her nine-month-old boy nursing at her right breast and. That chemical bond is what allowed me – really forced me – to share her. Like owning a hovering gleaming of raw energy, I couldn’t only use the light or feel the warmth myself. No matter what happened, I’d always own it. Benevolence seemed the only option. But make no mistake; I had cruelty in mind as well. Give them a little. Make them know what they are missing. What I have that they’ll never own because only I can own it. Only I will ever own it.We sipped wine after dinner, banal.