We pulled into the driveway at 4:30. We shook the kinks out and dropped the leather and mesh in the mud room. As we got into the kitchen Shelly met us...with a hug and kiss. She had sun tea on ice and started pouring tall glasses and passing them around as we moved to the back yard and the smoking grill. I just looked at it and wondered how she knew we had gotten home. Nothing was cooking but the ceramic briquettes were heating nicely in anticipation of the steaks I saw on the counter as we. I looked back at Iris Ferguson fucking Rob, and utterly lost it. “I’d been keeping time with Meat Loaf’s “>>>” a hard fast rocker, a really bouncy track, wonderful to orgasm to, but just as I started, it stopped.“Come on Toni! Move on! Music’s over!” I’d settled down onto Simon’s dick, but I was urged trembling over onto Bill’s cock.Buddy Holly’s gentle “Everyday...” floated out of the speakers just what I didn’t want. Sobbing with frustration I hammered my cunt to my own rhythm and not only. She clenched his shirt. He closed his arms around her and murmured words of comfort. He rocked her like a child. He pressed his nose against her head, his brows knitted as anguish squeezed his chest, a keener pain than any physical ones he had felt before. He knew that she is all the reason he needed for staying alive.But he did not want her memory of him to be tarnished. He did not want to be a shriveled figure incapable of controlling his own body. He did not want machines to breathe for him. "Randy's penis was hanging erect between his legs. The sight brought back a sharp memory to Lin, of having Jeff in this position for the first time. "Oh, Randy," Lin thought, "I bet I could have your semen on the floor in seconds if I wanted to. You are so sweet to be erect for me, desiring me, but Randy, you and I are heading in a very different direction!" So thinking, Lin lubricated both her hands and gently took a testicle in each hand, slowly running her fingers around them, gradually.