Into the kitchen i walked and opened a bottle of red wine because i know thats what he liked.we sat in the back garden and chatted for a while enjoyin... the sun shine on our skin. My eyes looking over his body from behind my sun glasses the khaki coloured shorts ending and showing of his mucular thighs then down to his heavy concrete covered boots lifting my eyes higher taking in his slim waist to his toned shoulders covered by a cut off t shirt showing his tattooed fore arms oh what would it. It is NOT a memory problem, it is nature’s way of making older people do more exercise.SO THERE!!I have more friends I should send this to, but right now I can’t remember their names.So, please forward this to your friends; they may be my friends, too.Lotto WinnerAt breakfast, the husband says to his wife, “What would you do if I won the Lotto?”“I’d take half and leave you,” she says.“Great,” he says.“Here’s $6. I won $12 yesterday! Stay in touch”.“Private Lessons” {Proceed at your own risk.}A. He could feel her ass spasming and clenching around his cock as he thrust, squeezing him like a slick leather glove. Again and again into her buttery depths, hearing her beg him to take it out, hearing her say it felt so wrong, it hurt—thrusting harder, pinning her hips to the ground with his hips and just rutting away like an animal, hard and fast, until she was screaming in pain. Fucking her like a fucking bunny rabbit, like a dog, just humping and humping her into the ground. He. I should be apologizing to you for what happened. You didn't do a damn thing wrong. I was young and foolish and made a terrible mistake. To this day, I am too ashamed to even tell my wife." You were partially to blame for what happened Todd, but I feel that most of the problem was caused by my wife. What she did, created problems for you, and now for me. I am not saying that you were completely innocent, but it was not entirely your fault. I don't want you to carry around any more guilt than.