My legs shook.My dick swelled as I stroked my fingers in and out. It felt crazy, erotic. I pulled them out and putting a condom on the dildo, slid it ...n. It went deeper than my fingers could reach and it caused me to gasp. My ass clinched around it holding it in place. I didn't dare turn it on. I slid me pants back up and washed my hands. I took the box back to the garage and placed it in my tool bag. I may need it later not knowing what Dennis may have in mind.I said goodbye to my wife, told. Saturday, March 10th, 2007Well yesterday was just another boring day. To put it in the shortestterms possible I did the following:ReadSearched onlineMasturbatedWatched TVShowered (my new hobby)Today I decided to venture outside more. I looked up maps and stuff ofthis city and had some money in my purse. The first thing I did was takea cab to my bank (I had a bank card) and check my account. There was agood sum in there! I have to say I was pleased about that.I got them to change my ATM access. She felt so warm and inviting as I entered her and she let out a sigh.Mary leaned forward and kissed me then sat up and started moving her hips on me. I reached up and grabbed her tits and played with her nipples. This seemed to make her move even more."Holy shit, Robert. I love the way your cock feels. I always wondered how it would be and this is better than I ever thought. Oh god, Robert, fuck me. I'm yours, take me."I sat up and leaned forward while pushing her down so I was on top of her.. Sie war eine sportliche fünfzigjährige Frau mit modisch kurzer Frisur, ihre Haare hatten einen silbergrauen Farbton. Sie trug einen roten Jogginganzug und drehte sich zu ihm um, als er die Waschküche betrat. „Einen schönen Sonntagmorgen, Marc! Auch schon zu dieser unchristlichen Zeit unterwegs?“ empfing sie ihn. „Hallo Frau Albertsen. Die Wäsche wird nun mal nicht von alleine sauber!“ murmelte er und bemühte sich, sich seine Müdigkeit aus den Augen zu reiben.Sobald er sich über seinen Korb auf.