The true difference between a hopeless loser and a plain old loser is that the hopeless loser is, well, hopeless. I hopeless loser will never become a...winner. Many losers hate being losers and try their very best to become winners. Only some of them succeed, but their stories definitely serve as inspiration for other losers. A hopeless loser, on the other hand, is doomed to failure. A true hopeless loser doesn't even want to become a winner. They are actually happy to be hopeless losers. I. Cupping his face, she delighted in licking her every wayward drop from his tanned skin. Her strong fingers clawed at his breeches next, tearing them down his legs before he could resist. Her palm was pleasantly warm around his throbbing shaft, a sensation that had his hands clutching the sheets, his breath coming in ragged bursts. His lover bent and engulfed his leaking tip in the crucible of her mouth, sliding down his length, and up again, better than any Roman whore. His swollen, pulsing tip. "Randall has talked about wanting to see this big country for a long time. He's always felt pretty tied down, since coming back from the service and taking over the family business. Did Eleanor say if they had listed it or the house with anybody yet?" No! That's the thing. They're hoping they can find a buyer for both, without going through a broker or realtor. They'll save a lot of money in fees and commissions. She said they would split the savings with the buyer, so both sides would come out. She spoke up again, “Marisol are you ready to join in the fun?”“Oh yes I am.” came the deep sultry voice that always made John quiver with excitement. He honestly knew that she could arouse him by reading the phonebook. Just the sound of her voice was always enough to send him over the edge, god how he wanted her.“Well then you may rub your nylon clad feet on his stomach and his thighs, but be careful not to go near his cock. I know him and I am sure it his raging hard and he has spilt some.