Harry has fucked me while letting me suck some of the juiciest cunts that I've never known. I know that Harry don't like to share me with other males,...he like to be the only one that pops my ass. Even when Charlie was there Harry monopolized my butt hole and not let Charlie have much of a go at me. On other times Harry would fuck me by his self, shooting times in my anus. Some times I would fantasies about letting Harry screw me but when I get to his door I just let him do what he wants.. She was my wife for ten years and I never even gave her a chance to speak to me. If I had, would we still have divorced? Would I have taken her mother from Tammy? At that time, would I have been able to forgive her? These were all questions Gary was asking himself, questions he had no answer for. Then he started to feel ashamed of himself. All his life he was a fighter. He boxed in college. He scrapped in the tough streets where he grew up. He fought tremendous odds when he first started his. He was lucky to have her, and heknew it. Angela was the beauty every guy wanted. She wasn't the dropdead gorgeous cheerleader, or the exotic beauty from a far, but herraven hair, and her smooth skin made her more of the girl next doortype. Alex knew it was her smile though that brought him to that high,and though Angela loved the way that her built boy friend with auburnhair looked, it was his sweetness that swept her in, and kept her comingback for more.They sat together on a park bench on the. There is a spare bed in Grahams room and Joanne lies on there and relaxes while they talk, three night shifts takes it's toll and she can feel her eyes begin to feel very heavy.Graham is talking to her and she finds it very soothing, almost hypnotic, she drifts off into a semi consciousness but she can still hear Graham and Martin talking. "Joanne has fell asleep", she hears Graham say. "She has had three night shifts, so I can imagine she is very tired", Martin replies."She is really beautiful.