Remembering his life and the torment. The desire's whenever he say women. Even the time's with Janet. The tingling sensation on his skin begin's to...intensify, and he begin's to feel pang's of an orgasm. He begin's moaning and feeling himself. Wave after wave they came. During one pang he had his hand's on his penis and scrotum. detaching from his body he finally comprehended that his body was changing. His old life and torment slipping away with each orgasm. Noticing a sensitivity in. He said, “I’m a guy trying to make his way through life in a large uncaring world. I am drifting without purpose or direction. I used to think I had a purpose. I was trying to support a family, but a text message stole that from me. I woke to realize that in pursuing my ambition to provide the most that I could for my family, that I had actually lost that family. In essence, I failed in the one thing I was trying to achieve. So now, I’m nothing but an angry, bitter old man.”Dexter wiped a tear. “Fuck me running,” she muttered aloud as she surveyed her torso. Her tits were massive. I mean they were always big, but for some reason they looked gigantic to her as she stood there staring at them in the bizarre light cast by the mini-flashlight. With shaky hands, she reached up and cupped both at the same time and hefted them. They even seemed to feel heavier. How was that possible? Oh hell, I’ve been porking out…that’s how! She turned sideways to get a profile view of herself, but. I grab him by the groin and give his junk a tug, pulling him towards the bedroom.We are still in the hall when I undo his belt and pull down his pants and underpants. His dick is still pretty soft. I can see it is kind of red, purple, it looks like it already had a good workout. Time for some more. I start massaging the base of his cock and rubbing his balls and he starts to stiffen up a bit. His cock is still a bit damp, from her, whoever she is. I put my face up close to his cock so he can.