Loss and raging horniness. I may have to find my own bar-pickup if this keeps up. I have no illusions that I'll find The One in a bar, but sometimes a...girl just needs to get laid.Saturday morning and once again I'm up with the rising sun. Fuck. I know John went out to try his hand at the bar scene, and I'm dying with curiosity. Did he find someone? Does John even do one night stands? The thought makes me feel a little weird, jealous I guess, but I slept alone last night, so I think I'm allowed. I know Vernon I can feel every inch as it enters me further and I feel so full, I can feel my juices running down my ass cheeks and just want more. Well Kay, don’t hold back because I am watching and enjoy every stroke of his really big cock.Kay grasped the dildo with both hands and gradually withdrew nearly all 6 inches until just the bulbous head remained inside her, she then eased it back inside herself again making the walls of her pussy grip the shaft tight. With a little more pressure kay. Louis. We were completing the season series with the Royals, and we had to make up two rained-out interleague games with the Cardinals -- postponements from much earlier in the season. The only available makeup date had been that Thursday in late August.We played very few doubleheaders anymore (Thank God!) and St. Louis in August isn't the ideal place to play one. But we were eager to match up with the Cardinals, who were probably the best team in the National League, and the two games were to. "Honey, I'm home" he called out as he came in the front door and dropped his suitcase on the floor. She glanced at her watch and saw that it was twenty after nine. She was in the family room reading (on the same couch where Harvey and Tony had double-teamed her) and she didn't answer. She had a fine line that she had to walk. She had to play the upset and extremely pissed off wife while at the same time not letting things get so out of hand that there would be no fucking that night. She had.