He's mine. He's perfect. I laid in bed for the next hour thinking about him. Needing him. I was so horny and all I wanted was my man. I rolled over a...d grabbed my phone off the nightstand. "Hey baby are you still up?" I sent "what's wrong babe?" "nothing, I just really miss you" "tomorrow baby, I'll be back in less then 24 hours" "okay baby, but be prepared we won't be leaving this bed for at least double that once you're here" I waited for a text back, but nothing came right away. I set my. "God that's hot," she whispered, as Jimmy finally began leading them down the aisle. He found an empty row, and allowed Cathy to move in a few seats, leaving room on the other side of her, with a fewempty seats next to himself as well. As they sat there in silence for a few moments, Cathy began to detect the sounds of men jacking off all around them. Two rows in front of them she suddenly saw a head appear from out of nowhereright next to another man. "God, Jimmy... was that guy sucking the. Ben tentatively held his leg out of the bed on the floor to make his proprioception stop spinning the room. To his surprise, it helped. The world seemed to slowly halt to its habitual standstill—by normal human perception anyway. Only his stomach seemed, much to his displeasure, to keep enjoying the rollercoaster ride.With shaky legs, Ben gave standing up a shot. He had to wet his burning throat and splash some water on his hangover-ridden face. While his feet were barely carrying him, his. " Speaking of which, it's 'poetry time'." Oh no! You're not going to read poetry to me again!" complained Darla." I thought it makes you hot." It does, but I'm already primed." But, honey, it's our anniversary! I always pick a poem to read you on our anniversary," Chuck, I'm telling you that you don't have to be Lord Byron to get into my pants." I know, but I need to be Robert Browning and you need to be Elizabeth Barrett Browning." What?" asked Darla."'How do I love thee?'" started Chuck, as.