You too just do what youre doing….if I keep driving Im gonna crash the car! Dave smiled and Lynda leaned up to the seat and asked me quietly what is...going on here…is this OK. I quietly explained that if her body was for it, if her mind was into it…..then hell yes it is ok. She whispered I love you and sat back and turned toward Dave. He smiled and made his move. It was now or never so he went for the hail Mary and unzipped his pants. Lynda looked at him, looked at me then back at Dave and. . and, I guess, Brett today.”“I’ll tell the seniors. I’m pretty sure Katie will be interested, as she’s mentioned the problem of staying in shape for premier soccer.”“We’re going to instigate a stay-in-shape regimen on Wednesday and thought we’d invite you three to participate. We’re thinking about a gym day on Wednesdays for weight training and three other school days – probably Monday, Tuesday, Thursday – at the premier team’s practice pitch, where we’ll do stretches, warmups, laps, and maybe. "You said it was what youHAD to have done, referring to having his penis trimmed down. Do youmean that it's HIS fault that you did it. That he drove you to whatsome might call an extreme measure?" Definitely, it's Glen's fault. I mean he was always pestering me forsex. And drinking beer. One bottle a night and sometimes even two.Trying to be some sort of macho pig." Oh my. Toxic masculinity. And how did you hear about this solution tohaving a husband like that?" I spotted something. There was a cool breeze and I removed my pants and got down from the car. Menaka got too horny by seeing me like this. She pulled me to the backseat of the car and started rubbing my dick which was already erect by now. She said she wanted to give a blow job. I told her that we were in the middle of the road and it would be dangerous to get intimate.Menaka then started driving to a place outside the city and parked the car where no one could see us. All the way till there, she didn’t allow me.