But I realized that I had just seen the type of runner I wanted to be.Never having been accused of being shy, I took off after him. I wanted to study ...he way he ran and the things he did. The only problem was that ... I couldn’t.I literally could not keep up with him. As effortlessly as he seemed to be running ... he was moving away from me like he had a rocket up his ass. And after about a mile, he kicked in the afterburners on the rocket and literally disappeared.My normal run was just to go. Mark picked up his phone. A new message had come in while he was ordering his food a few minutes earlier. He clicked it open. His screen filled with a pair of juicy boobs, topped with a green shirt and held underneath by a pink bra. Mark smiled. He had sent his mom Tina a dick pic of himself earlier in the morning. He could see she had returned the favor from her car. What a sexy little tease she was. Mark imagined her pulling her shirt up in some parking garage, maybe a guy passing by seeing. Tom had given itto me for our 12th wedding anniversary. It was sold for $5.00. Itwas ripped off my neck, the chain breaking at the clasp, andripping my neck. Gloria told Paula to hold up my ring finger so mywedding band could be examined, "she won't be needing thattonight". It went for a few dollars. I was still kind of inshock, I was sobbing but was still unbelieving. These thingsreally don't happen. Again Gloria stepped up. She reached out andsnapped the strap on my bra. "What do I hear for. My little cock ,so hard but looked so little in his hand and beside his,it was tiny.T stopped wanking me. He pushed me,not roughly, more guided me to turn round. I was knelt with my back to T.I felt his hands on me as he guided me into the position he wanted me in.He guided my head down,hands on the bed.T lifted my bum so I was on all fours, presenting myself to him.T moved behind me.He had one hand on my waist. He shuffled around, getting himself lined up. Then I felt it. I felt the hard.