"How was your day?" she asked quietly, crossing her feet on the wooden stool between them."Where's Johnny. It's too quiet for him to be home." He's sl...eping at the Crowleys, with their two little boys." That should be fun, like a barrel of monkeys. I need a drink." He pushed himself up, went to their second-hand sideboard and poured himself an inch or so of Maryland rye from a half-full bottle. Then he came and crouched near his wife and rubbed their baby's curly head. Robert stood and sipped. ‘You’re right, Jay… I’m sorry… but you can… let them… do… whatever they want… to me. Nothing matters… any more… I’ve lost… the only woman… I’ve ever loved…’ His voice trailed off as his sobs grew harder. Didi glanced back and forth between her husband and his father, wondering why Jay had told him not to call him ‘son’… and that he wasn’t his son… What the hell had they been talking about before she came in? She didn’t feel it was the right time to question him about that as she felt deep. Went on to search the next dick for today but became very sleepy. So... I played with my big, black dildo. My cunt hurt when i put it in so i didn't fuck that much with it. Just left it there and went to sleep.Dick #152D, 47-yo English teacherOverall: ★★★★Orgasm count: Me - none, Him - fourPenis: Bigger than average, harder than average. Guy: Handsome guy with a great sense of humor. Very passionate. He was in awe of what a slut i am. I enjoyed displaying that to him in my behavior. He also. The beautiful bodybuilder handed me the dumbbells again and we did some more curls, putting on a show for anyone that may have been watching from across the street. She was right. It was an incredible turnon, both watching her, and the feeling that I was performing for perfect strangers outside.We finally put the weights away and I followed Sherry over to the lockers. Again I was checking out her luscious tiny ass, and sure enough she looked back and caught me again, giggling at my fascination.