”) I wanted to see her again. We had made plans to see each other that Friday and hours seemed like days as I waited. When Friday night arrived, I f...und myself getting hard as I drove to her place. I couldn’t help but squeeze my erection, I could feel pre cum leaking from my tip already, in anticipation.Caroline met me at her door wearing only a towel. In her adorable broken English she said, “Hi, come in. I am still getting ready.” I loved her cute little accent. Caroline then turned and. .depressed right now," Kathy said with a sad face. "Depressed huh? Gee, I can't imagine why I'd be depressed. I mean, doesn't everyone want to be laid up in a full body cast for two to three months of their life? I mean shit Kathy, I can't feed myself, I can't scratch myself, I need help shitting and pissing. Shit, I can't even fucking jerk off. What on earth do you think I should be fucking depressed about Kathy?" Once again, Jack was letting his emotions get the best of him. "I'm so sorry. My wife would go into some upscale club or hotel lounge, alone, wearing one of her little *thumb dresses or skirts and find a seat at the bar. Then, for the next few hours, I would watch her dance and flirt with other guys until she gave our prearranged signal, and I would pick her up.(*Thumb dress: If you were to put the flat of your open hand between my wife's thighs {lucky you} like you were shaking hands, with your thumb pointing up and the hem of her skirt or dress touching your wrist, the. “Oh, yes! You stud! Make me cum! Oh, fuck! Oh, yes!”Queenie clapped in delight. “That's my husband! Make that whore cum!”My balls suddenly exploded. I shuddered as my cum boiled out of me, flooding the whore's pussy. I gasped and shuddered in delight. I slammed my cock deep into her depths. I grunted, throwing back my head as the pleasure rushed out of me.“Fuck, yes!” I gasped.“Cum in her!” Reina gasped, humping her hips. “Oh, that's so hot! Cum in the whore while I cream her face!”“You about.