I'm not the fatalistic type, and I'm perfectly happy with how things haveturned out. I've got a nice place, decent job and great friends. Nothingto co...plain about, really. Yet, looking at all these kids in or fresh outof school, with all their potential, I can't help but dwell on what Ididn't do. Call it an early mid-life crisis.I never got married, that's a big one. Never really traveled, as much asI wanted to. Never got the chance to go back to school, expand myhorizons a bit, maybe explore a. I held her wide and saw squirt after squirt of thick white potency shoot into her yawning chasm. Terry followed, he wanked himself and before long he too was shooting into my wife. Darren was having some bother and Lissa was helping him out so Ahmeed jumped in again jerking himself off right in front of my face.Jerry walked into the room and I heard a whispered conversation start up between him and Paul. Paul exclaimed "What! That must have cost a lot, that's great" and slapped him on the. HIM! HIM! HIM! RIGHT AT THIS EXACT MOMENT AND FOR ALWAYS, HIM!In all, it took about 30 minutes for the container to drain into Jack. It was quite some time before that when the tonic started working. The combined efforts of all those gas-producing foods wasn’t about to hang around and wait for an opportune moment. It never does.With his stomach as full as it was, and every nerve so highly sensitised, each individual bubble of methane and nitrous oxide sent a sharp stabbing sensation through his. Bren looked at me with her sparkling green eyes, and shoulder length hair pulled back into a ponytail and said slowly, “Can I touch it?"I stammered, "are you sure?" Although in my brain I was screaming…YESSSS!Bren looked down at my bulge, noticed a slight twitch happening and a wet spot. She nodded yes, and reached out gingerly, and touched my dick through my shorts. I must have responded with a groan or a moan because she pulled back quickly and asked if I was ok. I could only shake my head up.