The results can be either, of course, but you can't blame that on coincidence.Take, for example the coincidence of a weak bolt being installed in the ...ngine of an airplane, and the coincidence of my wife being on that airplane when that bolt broke. We'd been married for three months when that bolt snapped. It happened to be a very important bolt, and the engine lost power. It was coincidence that there was a storm going on around the plane at the time too. The end result was that I lost her,. " Horrible, indeed." He replied in surprise; still, he took the invitation, lifting my hips and setting my legs around his waist. I looked down in sudden fear at his massive dick; I couldn't possibly stand such extremities, could I? Along with being so long, it was very thick; I doubted I could fit my hand around it.My master snaked a hand up my back, pushing me close to his chest. "Do not worry, little slave. You have been administered drugs that recreated your insides. You're now fully. She wouldn't answer. I left messages asking her to please call me. Nothing. I guess it's over ... but why? I thought we were doing so well and then the sex! I thought I was good to her? Something wasn't right. I was getting those feelings again.Work demanded my attention, but I wasn't giving it my all. Phyllis was constantly on my mind. I wasn't sure what I should do. Part of me wanted to go demand she explain what happened, but the other part said to hell with it! She did this, she has to be. I slid my chair over next to hers, took a long swig of my beer, and sat back down. Teri's husband was obviously not happy that I had come over, but he just sat there with a pissed off look on his face, not saying anything. Teri started talking, as if she were oblivious to his discomfort. "Hey there, we met yesterday, but I don't think I got your name?" I managed to choke out my name, Mike, but this was a lot harder than I had expected. Her tits were so round, and her nipples were the perfect.