Which meant they were probably brewing up this rage guilt bomb over the past century.Well, he had more than enough fuel to piss them off. Now the prob...em was whether he could use it to play psychologist.“This is quite the soap opera drama, isn’t it?” Jack said. “You two idiots had some bad shit go down a long-ass time ago, and now, instead of talking about it and working out your differences, you’ve got the whole damn city fighting.”Garry stopped marching, and turned to face Jack instead as he. I knew she would go out with him today because she put on lacey, see-thru panties this morning and she had on her sexy bra that has really cool designs on it. She knows I drool when I see her in that kind of outfit, but today she didnt pay much attention to my romantic advances. I am sure she is fucking him right now as I write this. She likes to have him eat her once or twice before they fuck. One thing I have noticed since I became her cuckold, she gets wetter than ever when she is horny.. After my regular morning routine, I found myself calling Vincent, and apologizing for my behaviour. He was more than pleased with my revelations. Just as everything seemed to be falling back into its coordinated place, Riccardo dominated my mind profoundly. I wanted him. I wanted him badly. The day revolved around thoughts of Riccardo. From the moment I reached my dead end job to the time I reached my shabby apartment again… I was in lust with this man. However, by the time eight o’clock. " I was taken aback by her sternness but I was excited to shave my cock and balls. I grabbed a disposable razor and went into the shower. I let the hot water relax me, and then I started to soap up my pubic mound. Once I started I wished I had trimmed down the bush first, it was slow going, hacking away at the bush and rinsing the razor every 1/8 of an inch of hair. The rest of my body is pretty hairy, being Italian, so it was hard to figure out where I should stop shaving. I got the top part.