It took me a while to convince him that I was the one who wanted it, and was an adult who could make up her own mind. He grudgingly agreed and vowed ...t would never happen again. A week later, I seduced him again at a picnic. After that, we fucked as often as possible. When I left for college, he told me not to save myself for him. He told me I should enjoy all that school offered.”“Meaning college men” I interjected. “Yes.” She said ruefully. “That was a joke. Not too many men wanted a fat. She’d named it Tobias Piers Arden – the surname hers, since there was some uncertainty about the paternity. The child instantly acquired the nickname Toby, but she admitted that was her expectation.I had major guilt pangs about the birth because Sheila popped a couple of weeks early and I was in Russia at the time, assessing the likelihood of nationalization of some of our corporate resources. The Ruskies were not playing nice with the other children. At least, Sheila was well attended to by. He gasps at first, and then moans and then sighs. He reaches back and squeezes tightly onto my thigh. I ram hard into him and he lets go, he grips the blankets that wrap around our thighs. I ram him again, and his legs fly up. I continue ramming his ass, holding on to his legs pushing down into him. When I thought he had had enough pain, I pull him up to a doggey position, but instead of pushing into him, I stuck my tongue up his ass. He shivers at first, but when he gets used to my warm wet. " You're right," I said putting my hand over his."I need to get upstairs to get ready," he said. "I?ll be back down in abit." Of course," I said.Ron walked away, leaving me at the bar with my drink and thoughts.Minutes later, my wife sat in a stool next to me. Damn she looked goodin that dress. "Tony are you OK? You haven't been yourself all day." I don't know," I said. "I don't feel like myself at all."That's an accurate statement. I most certainly don't feel like myself.I haven't felt.