I don't mean that as a put down old friend. It's just that this stuff requires a ton of context, and you don't have that, nor should you. It's honestl... not that interesting and too much of it is pretty petty anyway. In the same way I wouldn't know what the subtleties of a Klingon insult are, you wouldn't get a lot of this.But yeah, I do have things to say. Better get on with it. I'm writing this in San Paulo, in Brazil. I'm in a high rise, overlooking one of the shantytown cities. San Paulo is. My ex-boyfriend abandoned us when I was pregnant with Michael andshowed up almost six years ago to prevent my husband from adopting ourdaughter. He stole John's records, hid important parts of socialservices' file, and used a bigoted doctor to claim abuse. He ended upgetting caught with dozens of important files and pieces of evidence thatwere used to fix cases against people and is spending the back half of a10-year prison sentence."She paused then added, "The kids were conceived nine and 11. " I would love to sissy, but only if you go wash your hands first," he said. "I just came all over your hand and I don't want to risk getting you pregnant."I just nodded as I got up to wash my hands, not wanting to explain that secret to him quite yet. When I got back, he and repositioned slightly and I laid my head on his arm as I snuggled back into him. With both of his arms wrapped around me, I pulled the hem of my shirt up and started stroking my clit."I wish you would have told me you were. Oh Baby, was it ever good! Damn, it was so hot!While I was rocking I couldn't help thinking that at some point I wanted them to trade places. I didn't know if this was a one time chance or a first time event to be continued. I wanted so much to feel Greg's cock slide into me. Mmmmmmmmm to feel the head of his joy toy enter my pussy. Damn these guys were driving me crazy.But as we all continued our activity I began to feel Tom swell in my pussy and Greg swell in my mouth. By the audible sounds.