"My wife died a couple years ago, and I didn't want to be around the same people, and places, So I remembered that YOU were from Iowa, so I came acros... the river to Iowa, to see if it was much different. It isn't" I laughed. Golly it felt good to laugh again. I had been so wrapped up in the lives of my k**s, that I had forgotten about the last wild weekend that I had with Bonnie in Vegas, but I still had flashbacks to his 11¾" cock and how it made me so full. I remembered when after I had come. Then she suddenly became more serious. ‘Have you played this game with other girlfriends?’ she asked, pouting a little. ‘No – I only got it in the mail yesterday.’ ‘What made you buy it?’ ‘I just thought it would make our love making more interesting.’ ‘But we can quit if it gets out of hand.’ ‘Of course,’ he said, hoping she wasn’t going to do her usual and whisper, ‘I don’t want to do that.’ He suffered enough of that shit. He let her throw the dice first and she moved a counter around the. When he spent the night in her dorm room for the first time, he kidded her about the design. She spiritedly defended the smiling cartoon characters sown into a field of blood-red roses, and later he impressed her by carefully folding it up and setting it on her desk before they made love on her narrow single bed. He checked the oxygen level in the tank behind her chair, and as she slept, he updated the notebook containing her medication schedule along with questions for the home hospice nurse. Before she could see me I ran. I never told anyone because I was embarrassed and hurt, but I could never get the image of this guy handling my Moms head they way he did. Surprisingly, I wasn’t angry, but aroused. I had been masturbating for over a year but I was still a virgin. My Grandma gave me 6 dollars everyday before school for breakfast and lunch. Moms friends were all d**g addicts and worked the same block. I I badly wanted to get my dick sucked just like the truck guy. I starved for 3.