Mostly all Billy Joe Potter, a friendly hillbilly from Boone County, Kentucky wanted out of life were a few of the mini kegs of beer called "tappers,"...a fridge to put them in and a working television to watch James Arness kill the bad guys.Oh yes, while he was drunk he usually had eight year old Marie sit on his lap while he slipped a finger in her.Pearl, Marie's mother was well aware of her husband's activities. "If he ain't fuckin' her, it ain't too bad," was her only comment. Pearl had two. I'm not massive but pride myself in the thickness that always looks chunky in tight pants. New photos done and sent... I eagerly waited for a reply....! A couple of horned up emails and sexy banter later, a meet was arranged we agreed to neutral ground and share a cost of hotel in London! We meet in bar and hit it off was nervous as hell but excited too. Bottle of wine downed we headed to the room, it was my first time with a couple and they had more experience so felt was in good hands. In. "I'm not very much at all. If I were, your balls would be drained dry by now and they're not nearly." Her grin changed to a look of incredible love as she added, "I love you so very much, my husband!"He just kissed her softly and held her tight.They were wrapped in each other's arms, utterly oblivious to the looks directed their way by the other passengers in the clubroom, when they heard someone standing nearby clearing his throat. When Ken released Cathy and looked up, his eyes were still. Mom was 34, blonde , beautiful, successful at her job. They never fought or argued, he just left. Mom always was considerate of me, paying attention to my concerns in school, listening to any problems I had as I went through the days. She would always ask me how my day was when I came in and genuinely listened as I told her about it. Listening is something that takes practice, really listening when I turned 19 I told her how shy I was around girls, which came as no surprise to her. She said I.