Ivy felt heavy on his back and the palms of his hands were feeling the stinging effects of the natural grounds of the woods.Sometimes Ivy would get in...o arguments with the two other girls. As Ivy did not believe in spitting on the ground, she made Charles opened his mouth and spat inside it. That made Charles feel like a human trash can. He felt being bashed up. Both physically and psychologically.Charles hated Sundays and Thursdays more than the other five days as those were the only two days. ." I think he liked what he felt. So i turn to look at my husband. he's sitting in his chair stroking his hard cock. I turn to Mr. Black, and I ran my hands down his chest, to his dick. , and he swore he could make me cum, he told me to enjoy myself, and let go.. that this would be the best night of our lives. I unzip his pants, and rigt away I see his hard dick bulging out of his boxers.. So my hand is drawn to it, I slide my hand inside his pants, and begin rubbing his hard, thisck dick... "Five years. She ... Uterine cancer. I can't help feeling it was my fault. All those abortions..."Eyes in Phil's large corner office filled with tears. Marta smiled through hers. "You might not think so Phil, but you both were lucky to find each other, to share two lives and two great loves. It wouldn't have lasted if it hadn't been pure. If heaven exists, and I'm sure she believed it did, she's there waiting for you to join her for eternity. Not to hurry you or anything..."The chuckles salved. She was making sure that I would be able to walk away from work someday and still live a good life. Of course that would be no issue if Keri and I stayed together since I would never have the money in the bank over the rest of my life that Keri made in one year.The second big impact was my sex life. After almost 15 years of celibacy, I was now in a relationship where I was fucking like a bunny almost daily. When I was married to my first wife, we fucked all the time, but I was too immature to.