Despite the finality of our chance encounter, I felt enlivened and filled with love and gratitude.Driving to work the next morning, I was clearly besi...e myself. I didn't know quite what to expect as I approached Jennifer's bus stop. But our meeting was inevitable. As I came to a stop, I looked over and there she was: back pack on her shoulders, standing at attention, feet together, and heels touching. Her eyes greeted me warmly, and I hope my own eyes projected the same feelings to her. I. Then I gave it some more until I could no longer stand the pain of the pressure in my k**ney's.I stopped pumping in - and started to let it out.I managed to measure 2 1/2 pints of water as I pissed it in a bowl. WOW!!!!!! (Never done that Again)I never shared this with anyone until I met my current wife. She is the most open minded person I have ever met, and I have showed her the water trick and the gas trick many times.She used to like to see me with the bulb pump you see in my video and she. He arches his back and spreads his legs wider and my hand slips down his ass crack until I’m cupping his balls! I massage and knead them and I hear a slight groan escape his lips. "Stroke my cock, Slave Boy!" and I move slightly to the right, keeping his balls in my left hand from behind and begin to stroke his large cock with my right! His hips are moving back and forth as he fucks my fist, then he stops and pushes me back onto the stone bench in the left corner. I sit on the bench and he. Suzi’s parents were allowing Suzi to spend the night with us once a month going forward, and that had been an uphill battle. Earlier that week before dinner at the Asters, Suzi’s mom had given Joey and me her version of the talk while Frank stood by looking ominous while nodding and grunting his agreement to her words.This was huge for us. We were legitimately a threesome - or a throuple as John had jokingly called it - and didn’t have to hide it anymore. While we weren’t going public, this.