." images of a dirty Steph who liked me fuck her up her arse when her Husband was at work, the tick of a clock the only other sound apart from our gru...ts and sighs as I pushed my fat cock deeper into her anus, or Hayley who was into BDSM, a bottle of oil in one hand and a riding crop in the other, dressed from head to toe in latex as she massaged the oil into my erection as we lay on their marital bed...or Sharron who had given me handjobs in the pub's entry before enjoying the deep penetration. ‘I couldn’t do it without you.’ ‘Gee, I almost hate to take it off of you.’ ‘Don’t, then.’ He bunched the forward-slash of silk between her breasts. Then he pulled her near, so she stood between his legs. His mouth descended to her left breast. Lucy moaned and hitched her back into an arc. She pushed her fingers into his hair. The silk made a rustling noise, not unlike a soft booming of waves. Waves. Michael dipped his fingers into the softness of the green-blue skirt. The smoothness was like. Hot, plentiful, and ... yes, it was hot and plentiful.We talked football while we ate, and I again got to see how a game could capture the imaginations of grown men. We discussed both championship games. This year's and the year before. People here remembered details of that excruciating loss to the Lake Oswego Lakers better than I did. As people talked of the many miracles of that season, I reminded them that the biggest miracle of all was that we were even there."We graduated 98 percent of. I'm a thousand miles away from Ridgeline. Who is it? Do I know her?" Emily Carstairs." Emily. Well, at least she lives close to you. Do you love her?" I don't think so. I like her a lot, and we can talk to each other. She makes me laugh, and she doesn't get too mad when I'm too busy to spend a lot of time with her. We're good friends right now." Good enough friends that you both agreed not to see other people?" I guess. We kind of had an incident near the beginning, that's why we decided to do.