The whole two hour ride over, we both knew we were mainly just going to fuck. I actually thought about pulling over and fucking her a couple of times,...but I held out. So we went out to a nice dinner, blah, blah, blah, then back to the hotel. I don't remember much of the details about that night, other than I fucked the shit out of her, then slept naked. The next morning, we showered together, she soaped me down and washed every inch of my body, especially my cock. It was pretty erotic, so we. Glynn wiped up his final pancake with honey and gulped it down. Now he couldn't get up from the table; not right away, because his cock was threatening to split his jeans. He'd have to sit there until it went down.Watching his mother move around the kitchen, Glynn wondered again how his dad could possibly leave her. Boy, he thought, his eyes following the long, sleek legs and the way his mother's butt moved beneath her short dress, that ought to be some piece of ass. Funny, he decided; he could. My body spasmed, then fell back as I gasped in a great lungful of air and coughed it out again.I opened my eyes and looked at the doctor, who was standing there with a shocked look on his face, the paddles high in his outstretched arms."Hey, Igor, enough with the lightning, already!" I rasped through a dry throat, then closed my eyes again."Doctor, we have a pulse!" I heard two voices exclaim, and I smiled as I lay there feeling my body start up."Pulse 70, BP 100 over 80," the voices continued,. I check POF somewhere between the kitchen and my gaming console. I see so plain Jane faces and wonder what they look like naked. I see some cute faces and I even see a few librarian types ;-) one person caught my eye. She had bottles in her hand and she was online...at 3am. So like any other married guy on POF I had to ask and I did. “What’s in the bottles?" By 3:15 she messages me back saying it essential oils. She wanted to know if I was in Buffalo I said no. But I visit there almost once a.