He said that he still looked at Cocks in the Boys Showers also,but that just made him horny as Hell. Then he would go home and Jack Off thinking of me...sucking his Cock.Then one day he just stopped writing me. I wondered why. Maybe he found some one else. I wrote to him but the letters came back MOVED no forwarding address. We had moved again also by then so there was no way for him or him find me. So then after I graduated from High School, I got a job and swore that I would find him and hook. With some time together, I’m hoping you’ll love me too. Living together would appear to me to be the best solution.”Elizabeth studied Tommy’s face and was unsure of what the man was thinking. “I have to work late tonight,” she explained. “We have a client in town that will expect to be entertained. Why don’t you stay in your apartment tonight and think about my offer? I don’t want to rush you, but I also don’t want to lose you.”“No chance you could lose me,” he offered.Her smile brightened. “Do. Instead, he gave Momma a present a few years later, just last winter, and put in a modern bathroom with hot water. That shower had seen uncountable loads of cum painting the walls."Good thing the walls are white . . . " Cody said to himself as a crooked grin curled his lips.He moved down the hallway of the too small, dilapidated cabin and went past his parents' room. They, too, were short a door, and he saw the sight that he saw on so many mornings; Pappa getting his "Good Morning" fuck from. She said that one of the band’s lead singers was an ex of hers, and asked if I minded that they were working together. I said no, though it did give me a slight pang of jealousy. She reassured me that there was a reason they broke up and I had nothing to fear.“Oh shit, I almost forgot,” she suddenly exclaimed, “I brought you presents.” With that she jumped up and went out to her car. She was smiling from ear to ear when she returned with a medium sized shopping bag. “Baby, I have always had.