She knew that Jack would not believe her if she told him that her late night visitor had been the doctor…she hadn’t wanted the whole town to know ...efore her husband did. However, after Jack’s insinuation she had turned her back on him, and tightly grabbing the banister, climbed the stairs and locked herself in their bedroom. After hearing the front door slam and waiting to make sure that Jack had left, Elizabeth decided to act. The only man she had ever really loved had deserted her, and she. See, see his got this in his fuckin' ass Tina said holding up the black bulb like vibrator. It must be a fuckin' prostste massager.That's it fuck the little girl, fuck her hard. Give it to her, fuck her tight pink pussy, fill her pussy with your cum. She wants your cum.We watched as my dad beat off with a pocket pussy.He took the pocket pussy off his cock and we could barley hear the prostate massager in the background.Holyyyy fuck, ahhhh mother fucker.My dad cried as he wiggled the prostate. During the course of the game, I had opportunity to speak to an usher - a guy about 50 or so. We chatted about baseball, small towns, etc. General topics. I asked him how he came to usher for the team. Turns out he used to play the game, but was retired and wanted to stay connected.It also turned out he was married, and his wife also ushered at the games. He waved her over, and introduced us. We chatted a bit, but she (Beth) had to get back to her section. I took her hand to shake it, and she. I was trying to give her a show. I spent the rest of the afternoon unpacking and helping my mom fix supper. Dad was outside fixing a broken plank on the deck.After dinner, I put on track pants, a baggy sweater, and some smelly bug spray and headed over to the bon fire. They were just starting when I got there, and I took a seat next to Lily. She smiled at me shyly. I didn’t say anything, and neither did I. We had a pretty awkward hour sitting there, until I noticed what book was beside her.“You.