There is no need to take so long…or is my mind playing tricks on me again, this time in a more cruel manner? Just before the water jets hit your pus...y I hear you ask: ‘wanna come in?’ What? What is going on? Did you catch me? Have I not been silent enough? I take a huge but silent jump away from the door as I hear how your leave the shower and unlock the door. ‘We can talk if you enter the bathroom.’ I hope you don’t notice that I unbuttoned my jeans, but I am so lucky that you don’t leave the. On one hand, I don’t feel like I deserve that. It’s an unfair comparison. Like blaming me for the Holocaust because I burned a steak. On the other hand, it’s cost me so much that I don’t feel guilty about Miranda any more.”“Interesting,” she said thoughtfully. “Explain.”“I’ve lost everything,” I said. “Every relationship I had was destroyed over this. I had no friends, my family turned on me, my girlfriends left me. The only three people I could count on were you, Carl and Emma. I think that’s. Just the thought of making love to Dale had Travis almost painfully erect. He quickly pulled the condom on and slathered it with lubricant as Dale turned onto his stomach. Travis spread Dale’s cheeks and applied a liberal coating of lubricant. Then he straddled Dale’s legs and, still holding the cheeks apart, he said “Let me know if you want me to stop,” before pressing the head of his rock-hard manhood against Dale’s pucker. Dale bore down like an experienced bottom; he opened, and Travis. "Oooo, Rod that's sooo fascinating!" Ursula gushed. She was the first to latch on to my brother. He amazed her with his knowledge of sports cars."Tell us about the kind of engine you like." Sabrina spoke softly, right next to his ear. "Is it a big engine, with lots of horse power?" She hung on to his right arm as if she'd blow away in the wind if she let go. She was anorexic enough to support that theory.Ursula wouldn't be beat. "If you bring the engine, I'll bring the leather for your seat.".