Perhaps, that’s another reason why I’m still here after one hundred years of living. Because I don’t focus the destination. I focus on the journ...y. Each day – one at a time. What’s the use in getting yourself all upset and pessimistic about the future when there’s so much to behold in the present? It only takes away years from your life when you worry about things like that. Please believe me. I’ve done everything I set out to do with my life including getting over my fear of flying. My first. Telling her that her tight ass will open and stretch for him, that once the burn is gone she will feel so good. He inserts two fingers into her pussy, letting the juices lubricate her again, dipping in the thumb from the same hand, taking his now wet thumb and circling around her asshole, he dips it in just a little and then back out wanting to stretch her gently little by little barely holding back his urge to slap into her. She is nervous and tries to move so he can't go back in, with his. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________The next morningI awoke sharply at 7 the next morning, remembering that I had to be at the gym at 9 sharp(Fortunately, it was a Saturday.) I got up, realizing that I had started to get a little slimy. I grabbed a towel and tried to wipe as much sweat off of my body as I could, before throwing on some deodorant. I threw on some fresh clothes, then headed to the kitchen, where Daniel was sitting. The clerk then turned to help Jeannie. Jeannie raised her foot to allow the clerk to unbuckle the strap from around her ankle and with her leg raised I had a very clear view of her shaven pussy. The clerk slipped a strappy silver and rhinestone 5 inch sandal on her perfect little foot. Jeannie rearranged to raise her other foot for the clerk. It was just then that I noticed that the clerk was definitely looking between her legs as she removed Jeannie's other shoe. With both new sandals now in.