Both of our parents were pissed about the second pregnancy. I didn't understand the big deal. They aggravated me so much that I ended up having a vase...tomy. I was happy with just the two kids. As I mentioned I was just an easygoing guy, and as long as the old pecker could get hard, I didn't care if it shot blanks.Our second child was a few months old when Marci started back to school. She already had one year in toward her nursing degree. I guess that's why her parents were so aggravated when. “Sure, you roll the joint and I’ll get the coffee.”She got up and turned on the TV as she left the bedroom. No sound again. I rolled a joint and set it in the ashtray on the night table. Soon we were sharing the joint and drinking coffee. My mind drifted to possible problems. I had not used the hotel room that had been reserved for me, would that create a link between the two of us? There wasn’t a strict policy about fraternization within the company, but for the two of us to wind up sharing a. When we arrived at our floor he held the door open then followed me out, I'm sure he got one last look and took a deep breath. We said good night as my room was first. In my head I could only imagine what Ken was going to do now. The thoughts of him stripping off his clothes, grabbing some moisturizer and jerking off to me was both flattering and sexually stimulating. I removed my clothes and slipped into a nitie. (FYI) I sleep in my pantyhose. I like the silky feel on cool sheets under the. “Put it in me.” She decreed breathlessly, her own lust obviously matching mine as she did her best to wiggle out of her tight little shorts before wrapping her legs around my thighs. Normally, I’m a pretty sensitive guy. I know the ladies enjoy a little foreplay and I only buy the ‘ribbed for her pleasure’ brand of Trojans. That all went out the window as I felt her hips sliding against me, her latex covered breast pressing against my broad chest, her heart pounding against mine as the mouth.