When I was young I would wear almost any kind of jeans. Just as long as they fit and I could afford them. But as I aged and lived my life I learned wh...t I needed to do to make life good. One thing I learned is what button fly jeans could do to make life happy.So anyway, this is just a little story. Sort of an illustration you could say. Showing you all how sweet it is to wear the clothes that display your philosophy of living. And help you achieve it.A few years back I was shooting some pool in. Come on in. I'll need to put something on before I go outside."He leered at me and said, "My pleasure!"He followed me into the kitchen and I heard him whisper under his breath, "Jesus Christ! I've died and gone to heaven!"I couldn't help smiling. He had just spotted my naked girlfriends. I said, "Ladies, this is Lawton. I forgot that he was coming over to show me how to use all the gadgets on my car today."They all smiled and said hi. Lawton stood there with his mouth open while I slipped my. Working furiously now, she squirmed making the swing sway with an uneven movement and she almost fell out on her butt! It sure feels good, spinning and vibrating and the butterfly rubbing her sensitive clit. Awesome! As she moved it faster and harder she began to moan louder and exploded with a powerful orgasm. Not finished yet she pulled the dildo out and began to work it with her mouth, licking and sucking it into her hot wet mouth. As she slowly came down from her pleasure plateau she opened. I am ever thus and would not be otherwise. Resignation and acceptance of a slave’s lot are death; the death of the soul and the defeat of the spirit. The Darrakhai might enslave my body but, with each passing day, they unwittingly embolden my spirit.I place two fingers into my pussy; wetting them well with Jaano’s abundant man-seed, which now drips freely from me like honey from a sundered bee hive. Without warning, I smear some on each of his cheeks and laugh at him. He replies with a.