He welps in pain. I remove a bamboo cane discretely hidden in a floral display & bring it across the front of his thighs. And again four more times. ...��You little bitch, you can't even do as you're told. I'm not done with you yet.” I grab one of the plastic chop sticks left from lunch. His dick tip is oozing precum. I take the end of the chop stick & start to work it in his urethra. He wiggles & grimaces under the the sensation. “Aww look, we got just under half of it in there. If you were hung. She's away at college so her room's just there for when she comes home in the summer. I open her dresser drawers and find where she keeps her underwear. I try to poke around in there very discreetly, so that she won't know anyone has been looking but then I give up on that and just dump the whole drawer out onto her bed.I take off my white Jockeys and start trying on her panties. Wow. What a great feeling. She gets to wear these fancy, smooth panties in all different bright colors, which feels. Then Atul asked, “Its ok, right? We are all comfortable?” I said yes. But Priya didn’t reply. So Atul asked her again and she said, “huh? Yeah, sure.” That’s when I realized that she was distracted because she was as aware of my body touching hers as I was of hers touching mine.We carried on talking normally but I could feel her thighs moving a little in a soft slight caressing motion against mine. I was amazed at being so actively seduced by this fantastic woman. I decided to take a passive. I ain’t got a dime,but what I got is mine,I ain’t rich,but Lord I’m free... -Amarillo by Morning (Fraser and Stafford)Life does not end at forty.Gabe steered the big Peterbilt off the county road, and slowing down he carefully guided it through the old concrete arch ‘FRISCO LINES’ it read. It was close, but he had been driving tractors, over the road trucks, for twenty years. More than that long if he thought about it.But he had other, randier thoughts to think. Really what he needed to do was.