Anyways so I have a few regular sidewalk hotties, one in the morning always on time walking her 2 dogs. She should really be wearing a sports bra beca...se her big ol titties are just a bouncing all over (sometimes she jogs past and all hell is breaking loose with those tits). Sometimes some cute teens go past either with some short shorts or leggings, in either case I cum really hard to. I got a few regulars in the evening that are guaranteed to bust a nut over. One in particular is this mid to. The front door was quietly closed behind me.I wearily made my way toward the dining room. The table was set, the winewas poured, the ice in the carafe chilled the water. A small bowl of soupwas placed before me. Butternut squash. It was delicious but I couldn'tappreciate it. The bowl was removed.I drank my wine. My glass was refilled. A perfect Merlot, probably; Ihardly tasted it though I drank it all. I wanted to drown myself with it.A warmed plate of cauliflower Bolognese with mushrooms. Sorry my love.”“Well, you’re right about taking her back,” David said, “That won’t happen. It’s funny, Gwen, but this whole thing doesn’t feel real. Splitting with her doesn’t worry me and I know it should. I know it’s inevitable. But I’ll tell you this; when she was phoning him about the weekend, and then saying she’d leave it about two weeks before moving out, I decided that was enough. I’m confronting her tonight. She’s not dumping me, I’m dumping her.”“I think you’re right.” she said, and. I rolled over and rose, followed by Lynn. I moved towards the bathroom door with Lynn’s two hands holding my butt cheeks and gently pushing me along, my morning wood pointing the way like a compass needle. I tried to steer myself towards the toilet, but Lynn aimed me to the shower. Once inside of the walls, I turned on the water and the warm water instantly began to rain down on us.“Oh damn!” I said as the sound of running water caused me to lose control.Lynn pulled me to her as I peed on her.