I know that I am no longer the stud that I used to be. Our sex life isstill as active but different. I suppose that if I can't satisfy Jen anymore, sh... will have to find solace elsewhere. I won't be able to hold itagainst her. I will be very sad though.(I am not going anywhere. I love you and we can adapt together. There arealways dildos. Love Jen)October 27th 2012Went for a run this morning and shortly afterwards took Jen with me toget some sports bras. She persuaded me to get some plain. Suffice it to say that at the time of this story I was in my late 20s and I still had a very tight, 34B-23-35 body. I was still 5'10" tall with long, blond hair. I met Roy in the Carribean. My love of nude beaches, warm sand and hot sun while fucking in public hadn't deserted me just because I'd left Southern Spain. A short flight out of Charleston and a shorter boat ride had me at an island that supplied me with the first three of the four items I've listed. The fourth on the list? My hard. She smiled and hopped into the van as they closed the door. Jill kissed Brutus on the head of his cock, “hi their old friend”. She turned to face the other two guys when she heard Brutus say “Jill this is Jim and Larry”, she leaned over planted a kiss on each cock and sat on the floor. Larry smiled at he “so Jill you are really the team cum bucket”? “Yup and just so there are no mistakes I have every intention of draining your nut sacks, now who’s first”?Before anyone could react, Brutus look. I wanted to end her pathetic shit right there. Then I wanted to come find you and hold you and fuck you and tell you Mommy had made sure that bitch would never hurt you again."Tears were rolling down her cheeks."Don't get me wrong, Harry. I don't regret feeling that way about her or why I feel that way. I just can't stand the way hating someone that much makes me feel inside. Like there's a place in me that's gone black and cold and dead. A part of me that should've felt something besides.