Divorced, and a closet gay sissy. I always have been.I cant start from the begining cuz of the u******e thing so Ill start on my 18th birthday.I went ...o school for half days, then work for the other half. every day I would stop at home; while my parents were at work, and jack off.but not like most boys. most boys would blow their load, wipe it up and be done. That was fine at first but I wanted to be as perverted as I could with my hour of total privacy. See back then, growing up in a small. One Sunday afternoon after returning from visiting my parents for the weekend I was looking through Jennifer’s apartment for my stainless steel Georgia Bulldog travel mug. I ended up looking in the dishwashing machine and found that it was loaded with several dildos and sex toys belonging to Jennifer and Brittany and some which must have been Renee’s. Right away I wondered if the three of them had some kind of lesbian orgy that weekend. It didn’t bother me if they had, though, I just remember. Now indeed was the time to panic, as there was no way he could ever reconstruct his report from scratch before Monday. Especially since most of the people he would need to obtain information from were gone for the weekend.‘There’s got to be something I can do,’ he thought, holding the flash drive and his quickly vanishing future in his hand. ‘Hard drives go bad,’ he recalled, ‘but they can sometimes still get files off them.’The only problem with that comforting thought was that he didn’t know. Almost without hesitation Gina sat back on the toilet seat and placed two fingers through the opposite hole, and watched as something dark pushed its way through the hole. The fact that this cock was black threw Gina for a second, she had not given any thought to the fact that any of the hidden men would be coloured. But this one certainly was, and it was also quite large. Larger than the one she had just dealt with.Sinking to her knees she placed her mouth over the head of the cock, and was.