It is called "Highway Hookup" and it is about an encounter when I was a teen.I got some nice feedback, some offers to exchange photos and of course th... usual criticisms. One of the emails I got was from an 80-year-old gentleman. We began exchanging emails and photos. Well as our exchange developed he began telling me about his life and experiences. I in turn told him about mine. We shared our fantasies and just basically became friends. Well without reveling to much about him I will tell you. .. the bathroom,the couch, the sofa,the bed,the kitchen,in the car,in the pool..we just couldn't get enough of each other.it was wild,uncharted,primal love-making and the sex was just off tha face of earth.we were very young at the time of the wedding,21 to be exact,we were wild and believed our love could make up for everything.now that we were 30,without c***dren and my husband running one of the most important company off the forbes magazine,we just did nothave time for each other. we still. As my tongue continued to probe your ass, I slowly slid my middle finger back inside your pussy. You moaned and slightly lifted your hips upward as a signal for me to continue. My finger was pressing down, moving in and out, and making circular motions along the front wall of your cunt. I massaged your sensitive spot, while my tongue was moving in and out of your tight ass. I could feel you were starting to build up to another orgasm but I wasn’t ready to let you cum just yet. I pulled my. He almost broke his father’s jaw. And his hand. His fist landed solidly, almost like a sucker punch would, which was really what it was in principle. His father would never have dreamed that his son would strike him, and therefore was in no way, shape, or form prepared for the blow. He went down against the table, and flopped limply to the floor, his hands coming to his mouth. Nathan stood over him, glaring down.“And if you ever threaten me with that belt again, I’ll paste you another time!” he.