I'm just very wise.My people skills are just fine. It's my tolerance to idiots that needs work.If God wanted me to touch my toes, he would've put them...on my knees.The kids text me "plz" which is shorter than please. I text back "no" which is shorter than "yes".I'm going to retire and live off of my savings. Not sure what I'll do that second week.When did it change from "We the people" to "screw the people"?Even duct tape can't fix stupid ... but it can muffle the sound!Why do I have to press. Art pushed his cock into her mouth as she grasped it, jacking him off as she sucked it. When Art shot his load, it was overwhelming to Alisha…….she couldn’t swallow fast enough and a lot of his jizz spilled down over her tits and ran down her flat stomach. When he finished cumming, his sperm was all over her body and in her hair. Art just stood there for a moment, taking in the sight of this beautiful white woman covered in his cum and licking her lips wanting more. He couldn’t believe he. I can never sleep without them. You may think that it is childish but I feel that they give me comfort. In no time I am in a deep sleep.Suddenly I feel something touching me. Stroking me. It wakes me up. I try to move but I can’t and I can’t see anything. The cool air makes my body shiver and makes me realize that I am naked. A soft touch strokes me again, this time on my breast. It feels so good that I couldn’t help but moan. The soft strokes increase and become rough. Then I feel the same. Your dick gets used to your hand if you masturbate everyday.Anyway, it was the best ejaculation I have had recently. I was so tired after that, that I slept there without realizing that I didn’t have my pants on. Imagine that session now. I woke up late in the evening, and went down. My parents were surprised seeing me there. My dad asked me “When did you come back from college?” with a tensed voice. “I got back a while ago, I figured you guys went out as there was no on home.” I replied.