"Oh shit, Charlie! I'm gonna cum right now!! Oooohhhhh!!" and he shot his first load up a man's ass, then collapsed right on top of me and just panted... I was still on my back with my legs wrapped around him. I just let him lay on me and catch his breath. I ran my fingers through his hair and told him how great it was, and how beautiful he was what a great job he did.Almost as though he didn't hear me, he suddenly yanked his cock out of my ass and crawled down my body and swallowed my cock. He. I stopped eating, stopped doing really anything until my daughter came back from her grandparents house one evening. She went to visit them in the summer, my wife died while she was gone. My parents already explained how Mommy drank too much apple juice one night, and she went into the wrong side of the road, and was hit by a big truck. But she is with the angels now, they told her. She was in a happier place. And she beilieved it. Economy was rough, society was brutal, I could hardly take her. A few days after this as I was having a 1 to 1 session with Phil in the den in the evening has he had been pestering me to tell him where I was getting my ideas from, kept telling him it was my imagination but wouldn’t buy that. Eventually told him Sharon was teaching me but he wouldn’t believe that either he thought Sharon would do nothing like that and demanded proof. Of course I couldn’t provide any. The following Saturday as Sharon entered my bed after we had a long deep kiss I let slip. I didn't know what it would entail, but I was sure that I would be irritated, and so I needed to try to keep calm.(What was the Horace dad used to quote? Oh, yes: Aequam memento rebus in arduis servare mentem. 'Keep a level head in difficult situations.' I'm sure to need that. Maybe that should be my mantra: aequam mentem. But it is ungrammatical.)I wasn't even sure when it met. I'd need to ascertain before I arranged my last hours with Sean. There was lots to do. And I needed to talk to dad.