................................................................................. "Honey, can you take out the trash? I asked you to do this 2 and a h...lf hours ago!" Ugh. The life I live. The name's Raymond, but you can call me Ray. I'm 26, and the woman you just heard whining about the trash is Hana, my girlfriend of 7 years, and recently turned fiance. She's 25, and we met in college. Well, she was in college. I was taking the year off to try and get my life straight. You know, now that I. The days turned into weeks with nothing more than a polite hello..Then one evening while cycling back from college james spotted yvonne pulled over in her car with a flat tyre. seeing the oportunity he went over and introduced himself and said he was living down he hall. She let him help and he put on the spare wheel and then she gave him and the bike a lift back. james did not hink anything ould happen even though his 8 inch penis was solid and throbbing in his pants. they walked up the sair. As Charles and I walked to the elevator, he took my hand. ‘He’s a nice guy to let those women stay with him and not expect anything,’ Charles said. ‘That’s how Derek is,’ I replied. ‘The first time I ever met him face to face, after a month or two of talking online and on the phone, was during that bad heat wave last summer. My kids and I were going nuts at home, we didn’t have an air conditioner, and it was just plain too hot to do anything. Derek found out and invited us down to the hotel in. Maybe I would get a chance to wank my little cock in the fields today I thought. She returned home about 8:30 that evening looking very dishevelled, with her top all done up wrong her tits blatantly hanging out, nipples swollen and showing and a broad satisfied grin on her face. I could tell she had been drinking wine as she smelt of wine. “How was your day?” I asked “You look as if you have been working hard” “I have been working hard but most enjoyable especially this evening” she said “Do.