He was a good base stealer but Sammy, at only 14, was better. Sammy had a terrific natural instinct for getting a jump on the pitcher and had perhaps...the best three step acceleration of any kid I have ever seen. Lots of boys could outrun him in a fifty or a hundred yard race, but I doubt there were many boys his age, anywhere, who could beat him in a ninety foot base line sprint. When Sammy got on base, which was often, we knew that he could almost always steal second, frequently third and. She was saving the best till last, her fingers parted her pussy lips and first one and then a second entered that place that she knew that I wanted to be. At first slowly and then with increasing speed her fingers plunged into her now wet pussy, her hips jerking as her intensity increased until with a shudder she came, her juices flooding over the sun lounge. She looked directly at my window and lifted her hand to her mouth and sucked her fingers, with that same smile on her face. She knew that. I rubbed it all over my lips, and slid it past my lips. My hands gripped the base of it as I sucked him slowly, teasingly. My tongue flickered across the head of his cock with lightening fast speed. Then I sucked him hard as my hand stroked him in rhythm with my sucking mouth. I very gently scraped my teeth up and down his pulsing cock making him moan in pleasure. My other hand cradled his balls just like he liked rocking them back and forth in my hand. I stroked his hard cock with my hand as. So, that is what I did from then on, I dated a lot of older women (35-40) for companionship and hired fresh collage grads for sex. I had the best of both worlds now, without putting my heart in any danger. I also started taking part in community activities so that I could be around children.There were questions in my mind right after the divorce. Where did I go wrong? What did he have that made me expendable as a husband? What made her treat me like dirt? I guess they got answered in some.