“David, this is Fritz. He’s responsible for Mother’s security,” she said and then addressed Fritz. “This is my overprotective friend David.�...�“David Dawson?” Fritz asked in what I assumed was a German accent.“Yes, sir.”“May I see some ID?”I relaxed when I saw him roll off the balls of his feet and stand flat-footed. I handed him my driver’s license. He nodded and handed it back.“You are on the approved list. I would like to talk to you before you leave,” Fritz said, and then disappeared into the. In the past Debbie would tease me talking about who she had sex with giving me their names . Sometimes it was with a woman then other times a man.She knew it would get me irritated if I didn’t know,she knew me well. It all started after our second child was born and she got her tubes tied. Debbie always liked the feel of my warm cum inside her as well as others. Since she cant give birth she is happier now that she can fuck whoever she want’s. Being that Debbie is a slut doesn't bother me. Gently rolling to her left, my cock rubbed against her silky skirt, oh the touch almost made me lose it. I felt her hand grab me again, and again she was stroking my cock, I realized that she simply wanted to be a bit more discreet. How relieved I was to know that I was going to be treated to this hot stranger get me off. I never would have dreamed what happened next. She slid her skirt up, and I felt her pull my cock against her ass cheeks. Oh my god, could this be happening to me? When I felt. I turned off the radio, disconnected the Ipod, and listened to the sound of silence. Music was and is my life. We all have a personal soundtrack to our lives. We’re almost always within listening distance of a radio, CD, Ipod, some guy in the park with a slightly out of tune guitar, or a live band. A song will start playing and you think, ‘That’s what was playing at my sisters’ wedding, my uncles’ funeral, while I lost my virginity, or when she dumped me, when I found out I was going to be a.