12 years in Special Forces was enough for me to have to live with, and I was ready to go back to the world. The problem, it turns out, was that I am n...t really very good at anything other than killing people. I tried going to college, but it was no better than the high school I barely made it out of. The kids, and they were truly kids, were all at least 10 years younger than me. I felt out of place almost all of the time.After that I tried a succession of jobs, failed at all of them, and had. I d****d my hands over her shoulders and moved it down so I was feeling her saggy tit, my lips kissing her neck, her hand on my knee. Jon walked in and I motioned him to do what I was doing, he came and sat next to her feeling her other breast as she put her head back, she slipped her left hand and put it on Jons knee.I unbuttoned her blouse and pushed it off her shoulders, Jon immediately started to feel her breast as I felt the other one, as I unclipped her bra I noticed she had her left hand. My anticipation was overwhelming when I thought of the possibility that a long black cock might be pounding my hot little pussy tonight. I’ve had so many wonderful orgasms at my desk at work while gazing at his long, thick black cock forming a perfect mold as it rests bulging in his pants. Almost like a snake, it hangs down his pants leg at least 4 – 5 inches, and that’s not even hard! He’s got at least 14 inches of beautiful black cock with a full erection. Oh God, I just want to pull his. My wife and the bank person were going too fast and the room was too bright. I was wearing my prescription shades at the time. There were too many pieces of paper on the desk.I had to tell them they were overwhelming me.Then I was doing the shakes. I’ve found that if I rock at the right speed the shakes will stop. So I have two ways of looking like an idiot. I can shake or I can rock. The trick is finding the right speed because each set of shakes is different. I also discovered how hard it is.