They shared not only a bed but a life together. Their laughter often filled the small trailer and each cherished the other's company whenever they wen... out. Marsha had come to adore his warm smile, his quick laughter and his thoughtfulness, something she certainly could never have attributed to Randy.Of course they were discrete in public, but, even so, there were moments alone for stolen kisses and caresses. And at home the sexual marathon continued unabated. Marsha, even though she now knew. We all shook hands, and Edward hustled us aboard the chopper to get us to the seven-thirty-seven and home to Branson.Our jet was surrounded by more members of the Monaco National Police Force, and we departed without incident. I called Colleen and Jim, as prearranged, and we discussed the damage to the yacht, the likelihood of a successful restoration by our insurance carrier, and everybody's joy at knowing we were heading home.Forty-five minutes after hanging up, Colleen called back and said,. I pad back to the kitchen, my nipple bells ringing. I curl up on my thin blanket and touch myself between the legs even though what’s there is shrunken and doesn’t work very often anymore. These, when I look back on it all, I’ll come to remember as the good old days.**TWO**It wasn’t always like this. Once I was a handsome, fit, successful business man. I worked on Wall Street and had a beautiful wife and two wonderful children. Now I’m an obese, middle-aged fuck pig for a black man who beats. This. When your ring slipped off I couldn’t bear to see you disappointed so I took up control of the shadows and continued”Still gasping as the cock started pistoning again in response to his words I thanked him and asked him what it was he wanted to tell me smiling he said that I would have to earn that privilege. I asked him why. He replied saying that “well I’m sure we’d all hate for our skeletal friend to know that his innocent combat accessory is not quite so innocent. And I’m sure our.