He wanted to show her his love. He wanted to make love to her. He wanted to fill her with his love. He wanted to spill his semen into her warm, wet, i...viting pussy. Allan knew that pretty much most of the guys on the dance floor that were ogling his betrothed would have given their right arms for an opportunity to do what Allan was planning. Right now, however, all Allan could do was watch. The music changed and a slow song began and, just like in the UK, the dance floor was flooded with blokes. As he was dressing, he was working out in his head how to dig up his old crew.“Robert!” she said as her husband finally got home, “You need to do something about your Father. He went off on Billy again for no reason. I know we talked and I agreed to have him stay with us but he is getting impossible. I think we need to talk about sending him to the home.”The old man sat in the OOD Bridge Chair looking out into the gloom of the night. A rating came up beside him, offering a steaming mug of. She then watched me jack off on to the towel, and there was no more said after I came. Over the next few months, whenever we would be having sex, or the topic of sex came up, I would tell her how horny I was and would acknowledge a little more about me masturbating. Sometimes she seemed interested, sometime surprised, sometimes maybe a little mad. Some of the things I’ve told her: • I started jacking off when I was maybe 12 years old, and did at least 5 times a week then.• I’ve tasted my cum• I. ”“Either Ty or one of his guys slipped a couple of happy pills into your wife’s drink and she was good to go! Anything was game for her after that! Even to make a baby with Ty!”“You mean Max! Janet said, before they left, that she was going to make a baby with Max, whoever Max is!” I replied.The waitress moved her chair so she was facing me and started explaining just who Max was. “How can I put this? Max has a very large penis. You think Ty’s was large; Max’s size puts Ty to shame! Incredibly.