She sighed. "We could do something else," he said. "What?" she asked, trying to think of anything that would get her mind off Jake's dick. Then sudden...y he was on top of her, kissing her. "What the hell are you doing?" she asked when he pulled away. "You want to have sex with me, don't you?" "Well, I don't... I mean... I..." Emily stumbled over her words. He smiled and kissed her again, "Don't be nervous." He then took the half-drunk beer from her hand and placed it on the table. He began to. It's fun to see how long I can keep going before I explode. As a young man, this would have been very difficult, but the beauty of middle age is being able to go for hours without cumming. And then when I do cum, it just squirts and flows, almost like it did when I was young. The feeling is so intense sometimes that my vision gets blurred, and I can feel it all the way down my legs. I'm very lucky in that erectile dysfunction and the need for medication are not an issue with me, at least. His slapping me was highly illegal. I could have had his job if I'd reported him to the school board. I could have sued him for everything he had, if I'd been so inclined. I didn't report him though, and didn't file suit against him either. Valerie Poindexter, his daughter, was one of my girls, my sometimes lover, the girl I'd just learned was supposedly carrying my unborn child.Not an ideal way to find out you were soon to become a father. When my name had been called over the PA system, and. No, that would interfere with other activities. Maybe I could have her vocal cords surgically removed."I just don't think..." Okay," she said and her face fell. "I understand."I felt like I'd just taken a candy cane from a baby.Mom looked in. "Tony, could I see you in the kitchen for a minute?" Just a sec," I said. I turned back to Traci. "So who are you going out with?" I asked, trying to make her forget about the play."Casey Morgan," she mumbled. "I'd better finish getting ready." She.