Stepdad stopped, his upper body convulsing, his head pulling backward, his mouth a gape. His breathing was fast and rapid, then slowly, slowly normal....His hand stayed inside me as the fullness of his massive cock reduced itself limp. Then he pulled out - but only his cock. His hand was still inside. Caressing. Feeling. Sliding. I was still reeling from the poppers and the fullness feeling from moments before. Then Stepdad pulled his hand out just a bit and turned it counterclockwise in a. When she was in the shower only days later, I found a thick envelope inside one of her winter boots far in the back of our closest. Inside were pictures, naked intimate pictures of my wife in various items of lingerie and doing other bawdy things to her own body. In the most suggestive, she was kneeling smiling at the camera with only thigh-high stockings on and she was in profile. It wasn't only the the look that was suggestive, it was the end of a cucumber that was protruding from behind her.. I was a lot leaner and harder than when I went in, I’d had to be to survive. I really needed to drill another hole in my old belt but the battery in my cordless drill round at Mum’s had been flat so long it wouldn’t take a charge any more, so I had to keep hitching up my trousers to stop them falling down. Apparently hipsters were all the biz with the kids, I was just too old to look right in them. There was a pack of polishing rags in the boot, they like these cars to be kept gleaming. I. He was such a nice man helped me with everything I needed. One night I was out with friends and got really drunk and headed up heading home I got to my floor and Barry opened his door he say erin are you ok I said yeah am great bit drunk but good. He then asked me to come into his for a wee drink and to keep an old man company because he was a really nice man I said yes. We were in his living room watching some army movie he had been watching and having a few drinks he then told me how pretty I.