"He is dangerous." Shelly nods. Shelly calls her lawyer and starts to get things in order. We leave her to her duties.Nick gives me a kiss and heads t...wards the elevator. "Lunch!" he yells just before the doors close. I turn and enter my office. I turn on my computer and see that I have new email. I open the email window and see that it is from Pete and Amber. I open it. THANK YOU FOR A GREAT EVENING AGAIN. BE READY FOR MORE SOON. I open the attachment. It's a photo of me just inches from. I guided her other hand to my balls and she started to gently massage them while continuing to stroke my cock. I started moaning louder and she paused for a second before asking if my cum was going to shoot everywhere. I told her it felt so good that it might be unpredictable. She said she couldn't get stains on her blouse or skirt. She stood up and unbuttoned her blouse and laid it on the chair revealing a light pink bra covering her small but perky A cups. She unzipped the side of her skirt. Home is supposed to be safe. When will the law realize that some women really do commit acts of domestic violence toward their children and spouses? Not as long as the Feminist movement is around to make all the men look bad and blame all of society’s problems on them. Granted, some men do bad things but the women are even worse. We as a society must open our eyes and look for signs of trouble and find ways to deal with them. Our husbands, boyfriends, girlfriends, wives and children are not. Looking back, that must have been the happiest time of my life.Me and Kyle were together for four years. In this time, him, Lars and me were inseparable. People jokingly called us the Three Musketeers. One for all, all for one.My relationship with Kyle was going smoothly. When I turned eighteen, he took my virginity, and after that we slept almost every day with each other. I enjoyed the sex. It was great.And yet, every time I came, every time I closed my eyes for the last orgasm, another boys.