Besides, I think you love having a slutty wife who has sex with other men. Right?" Other men? So there are others?"She trailed her hand down to my coc... and began to play with it."Would you like there to be? I could tell you stories about them, I mean, if there were other men, which there aren't."She giggled when my erection came back to life."So, do you think about it - about which men you might want to fuck? Some young stud who hits on you, one you don't even know?" Does it surprise you that I. We went to one of the popular bars close to campus. We are both attractive guys so we did not have trouble meeting women. I was 18 6ft 160 with a muscular skinny body. He was 6’2” about 190 and very muscular. As soon as we got to the bar we started drinking. We were throwing them back like there was no tomorrow. Drinking, dancing with women, getting numbers but no luck finding one to go home with. By the end of the night we were both pretty wasted. We stumbled back to the dorm. We ended. Creamy jets hosed the silken garment as his fist plunged up and down and his loaded balls pumped the spunk out in abundance.Finally, he stopped coming--but his prick stayed stiff, the evidence of his dark desire still prominent. Jake started to return the panties to the hamper, then, seething with lust, he changed direction and put the cum-soaked things in Bonny's dresser drawer. She just might put them on, not noticing that they were streaked with congealed jism. The thought drove Jake wild.. I have never received a gift of shoes. No one has ever given me little nothings. My heart shatters with this thought. I saw a sea turtle on a sweatshirt of child of four yesterday, and I loved its design and how it moves on the child. I make eye contact with men wherever I go. I listened to a man talk for two hours today of his wife, who over two years has bought over 20,000 dollars worth of dresses. How does she wear the dress? Does she skim along the ocean waves, lifting the hemlines so they.