I always thought that she was wrong about that, but I let her have her way. Lately, I've begun to realize that maybe she was right. In a lot of ways, ...'m glad that we never had kids.One of the things that made me feel that way was catching her smiling at me out of the corner of my eye. Even after all the years of hoping to see that woman smiling at me; it kind of hurt to see it.I know it sounds like I was getting just what I wanted and was unsatisfied with it ... much like Sally and her natural. “Well, uh, I don’t know, maybe,” she jumbled, trying to balance her erotic daydreams.“Well, if you were, I’d be into it,” I boldly proposed.“You would? Why?” she asked as she stood up from the rocks and brushed crumbs from her bathing suit.“I thought it might be fun, I was thinking about it the whole time I was paddling,” I answered, emphasizing the word ‘paddling’.“And it wouldn’t be weird?” she questioned as she drew closer to me.“Not at all, we’re friends,” I replied with a mischievous. The way the moonlight hit it as it stood up straight, almost as if it was a staff made just for her. Trevor never had a woman ever tell him his cock was beautiful. He knew he wanted her more than ever now. Hayley was impressed at the beauty of his stance of his cock. It was full and perfectly round and just the right size to give her splendor when inserted inside her. All she could think was to watch her hand stroke up and down on his shaft and keeping it warm in the cold night air. She quickly. Let me tell you the story of how I got this lucky.I'm in my mid thirties, divorced from a no sex marriage, and work my ass off at a 60-hour per week desk job. Work pays the bills and gives me plenty of disposable income to support my hobbies; a boat for fishing, new golf clubs when I want them, a membership at a local country club, a nice little Craftsman style house in a good neighborhood, and a couple of motorcycles. All in all, I'm doing well. The only thing missing is a partner to share all.