." Of course you can sweetie. Don't fight being what you are in this situation. You're her wimp husband. You love her. She loves you and wants you... love as only a wimpy husband can do so. That's your secret and your strength to her dear. Now go save your marriage and keep your wife from possibly from leaving you."I kissed mom and thanked her for her advice before I left for home. On the way home I thought over every word of her advice and accepted her logic. I knew that the only way to. I had to make them feel they could safely take the guns off the hostages so the girls would be safe. If I’d been armed with a visible weapon that would not have happened. I couldn’t ask you or Andre to do any shooting, because I had no idea how I’d have to duck and weave, so I couldn’t be sure you didn’t shoot me by accident.” He nods his agreement of my assessment of the situation. “Now you need to go to tell the Captain he has to make sure no one has any photos of us and the security tapes. However it wasn't THAT! sort of feeling, for a change I felt completely awake, just unable to cum?. The unwelcome thought that I could be at last 'drying up' suddenly occurred, surely not?, for God's sake!, but then I am 53 so.......... Trying to correct the situation I began a well rehearsed campaign of squeezing my buttocks, tensing my thighs, and (carefully) arching my dodgy back while squirming from side to side a little, by now my sweaty lil' buttocks were sticking to the leather settee.. These apartment were coeducational and had just as many black college girls as young men. This was a place for all kinds of sexual debauchery that happened near most college's of higher learning especially after dark. The apartment complex had hired a security man to keep the peace but all he really cared about was that know one was murdered! Pretty much the rest of what happened was fair game!Tony had driven Catherine's convertible into the parking garage under the apartments and had gotten.