He came home most weekends, making the three-hour drive Friday evening. Often he was quite late, saying he'd gotten "hung up" with friends or late wor.... Usually his breath smelled of whiskey. He had always been a drinker and enjoyed hanging out in the evenings with his tavern buddies. But now there was a new element: jealousy.There had been jealous rages before. Once in Wyoming at a rented tar-paper shack on the South Platte river, he returned home from a drinking binge and stormed through the. I think the time was around 7:00 o clock in the evening. Roads are full with Traffic and it gives much noise. The day was full-Moon day. I saw one lady walking slowly on footpath with her dog. Her face was glorious under moon light. She wore a tight jeans blue in color and top was in white. Her hair was in black color and did not tight with any clips. Cool breeze was coming and her hair was playing on her face. I noticed her from a long time. She has a good size booms may be 34 in size and they. I then slid my shorts and underwear down my thighs and quickly pulled my left foot through so that I could spread my legs wide. I watched as his eyes focused on my pulsing cock and then looked up at me with a little bit of wonder and fear. My cock continued to pulse as we both took in the scenario and John realized what he must do to satisfy his own needs.“I… I can’t,” was all John said as he was laser-focused on the pre-cum that was now running down the length of my cock and balls.. Ive decided its time for you to pay for your complete lack of respect, I announced. She did not respond. Dont just sit there. Come here and suck my dick! I ordered, but she once again remained silent. Annoyed, I reached out. Grabbing her, I pulled her toward me, forcing her head toward my cock. Wait! she said. Or at least that is what she would have said if not for the fact that I shoved my strapon past her lips before she could even finish the first syllable. Mmmmm! she went as I jerked.