The asshole is in jail but you may have scrambled his brains, he remembers little of his shooting spree.’ ‘His brains were already scrambled. Who ...s my sub?’ ‘Mr. C., the guy whose place you took when he retired.’ ‘Good, good. I like him and the kids do too. How much was my electric bill?’ ‘Ninety one dollars.’ ‘Hand me my wallet please, it’s in the drawer.’ ‘OK but you have no cash in it, the nurse looked.’ ‘Yeah, I never carry any money but I do have a debit card. I am assuming there is an. However, any thoughts of gratitude were masked by my feeling of inadequacy as here was yet another situation whereby an Alpha male had demonstrated that I just couldn’t cut it as far as my wife was concerned. Even before we had loaded the bags, she was all over him, so to speak.Our drive away from the airport was to be relatively short for we were going to be staying on the South of the island. (I was to learn that in comparison to the more developed West coast with its swanky hotels and. He broke away from our kiss and said “you’ve got to give me a sec hon or I’m going to spew”“Isn’t that what we want?” I asked a bit puzzled.“I want nothing more than to shoot this load, but not until I’m inside you, I need to get a condom on”.I had not even considered birth control and now his reminder brings back a bit of the nerves. I am such a wreck. He twists and turns and manages to pull out a small square cellophane envelope. Carefully he tears it open and removes what looks like an. "Me too..."Her words echoed distantly, as he found himself leaning all his weight on her squirming body, plastering her between him and the hallway wall. He dug his fingers into her hips, finding the only part of his body that was still under his own control, and mashed his cock as deep as could with her fat ass in the way."Come on, Sam," he relished her name for a second. "Come for me."And then she was, at least he could only assume, her body tightening and shaking, but all knowledge of those.