Just not as much, or I've never read a story about the ladies getting locked up. Here’s one story of a problem us guys have when exercising our nudi...t ways. What a perfect day it is. Seven AM., eighty degrees and not a cloud in the sky. I hate the fact I have to wear shorts on a day like this, or do I? It's Saturday and I need to get in my truck to take a ride. Fifty miles later, I’m up in the mountains and haven’t seen another person for at least ten minutes. This is where I’m pulling over for. "I think you've cured me of my deep cynicism about marriage." It wasn't a proposal; just an indication I was thinking on those lines.She really didn't say much. After a while, I heard her breathing slow, and I knew she was asleep. I joined her in that sweet slumber.It was the last time for a while.She didn't come home the next evening, and I got worried. It wasn't like her. She finally stumbled in around midnight, reeking of beer and smoke. "Where have you been?" I asked, rather more sharply. My rigid cock throbs against her, begging for release.As she pulled away slightly, " I love what you've done, baby, and I feel great, but, please do one more thing?", " Of course , honey, whatever you want I will do", " Good, I want you to fuck me hard, right here , right NOW!", " Your wish is my command" I respond smiling.Pushing her into a corner I lifted each leg into my powerful arms, spreading her wide, my pulsating cock lined up with the swollen head pressed to her hot pussy " Yeah ,. Then she went on to join college in the nearest city. She used to come home every month & in that time I used to sleep in the hall. After a year when I finished my 10th, I joined a Diploma college in the capital. Hence I & Didi didn’t have many chances to come face to face to talk that often except on festival times when we were both at home. Of course we used to pretend that everything was okay, or maybe it was only me pretending & She didn’t really had any Idea what had happened. Anyhow, I.