Hopefully, everyone will remember that and not cause a scene.December 2, 2017Dear Ms. Diary, [Written December 3]After a scrumptious breakfast for ten...made by Dad, Sandy announced that the four adults were going to spend the day out on the town, although first they would run a major shop for groceries.“And I’m paying for it,” Inez stated.“You’re a guest. You’re not paying for our groceries,” Sandy riposted.“While I may not be family, I’m certainly more than a guest. You’ve been paying for all. I was merely a passenger in an un-halting ride that I had no control over. One wet Sunday I was in a club I had started to go to, a sweaty little basement venue that struggled to free itself from a rank odour of urine and stale sweat.I was standing at the small pop up bar, naked except for black workman's boots and my cock ring. A trickle of piss ran past my foot from the toilets. Inside, a small group of men dressed in leather garb urinated into the mouth of a drenched-through guy on his. Spencer simply was not in the mind zone necessary to be able to successfully function sexually. His obsession with Connie subdued any desire for Tracy. His drinking for approximately five hours retarded the blood flow necessary to achieve a full blown erection. As a result despite some vigorous sucking on Tracy’s part his cock remained flaccid and of no use. Tracy’s jaws were aching with no relief in sight. Finally after an internally long time of oral stimulation, Spencer’s cock had started to. A factory brought him to the local area to serve as their senior accountant. We met on his moving in day. Tom and I immediately took a liking to him. We found him to be one of those "Jack Of All Trades" kind of guys and totally independent. He came over a lot and showed Tom how to prune our shrubs and trees and he even helped Tom put in our new hot water tank. In return I often took over a casserole for his dinner and such things as that. Overall, he's an unbelievable catch for a neighbor..