Sitting in front of my computer. naked. looking at the most viewed videos of all time page. it's all moms or step moms. pale skin, plump, soft flesh, ...ig hanging tits. giving hand jobs to younger man. it's all of us guys. watching the same videos on the same porn site. can't stop masturbating. catching the same disease. slowly getting tuned in to the same fetish. the mom and boy thing is not bad. we are the nice guys. just regular horny. not aware of how all of those hours alone, with our dick. Gradually we were getting unhappy together. I could no longer have sex with such a person. I was hungry. There was a neighbor living next door on the same floor with us, he was my husband’s friend and colleague. His name was David. He was married, but his wife was a frigid woman and she never cared sex much; she was also thin as stick and had a pale awkward body. I used to make fun of her boobs (actually she had a flat breast) when we ever talked, but she used to tease me for my big sized. Both of them darted their eyes in that direction."Two weeks," she repeated. "Just a baby. A poor, helpless baby." I'm not helpless," he said. He really wanted her to stop touching him. He tried to push her away, but his arms didn't want to move."The beginning is always the hardest. Let me help. I know where we can go."He opened his mouth, but the only thing that came out was a gargling noise. She slid a skinny arm under his and lifted him as though he weighed nothing, like picking up an empty. I played for about two hours and during that time Diana wandered away and came back a half a dozen times and it seemed like every time she stood behind me I won. I know that it was a coincidence but one of the other players noticed it too and commented on it."No fair Diana. We are all your guests and you shouldn't be giving Brad all the luck."Diana leaned down and whispered in my ear, "How about it sweetie, am I your good luck charm?"The hot breathy way she said it and the way she seemed to.