Like clockwork, Spencer was at our door in under 45 minutes. Spencer was in his late 30’s, tall, kinda lanky, with sandy blond hair. For a pizza guy...he always looked good, dressed good and smelled good. And tonight was no exception. Liz answered the door in nothing but a housecoat and a pair of black stilettos. Under the house coat she was completely naked. I sat on the stairs leading to the bedroom and watched Liz do her thing. The look on Spencer’s face when Liz opened the door was priceless.. "Thank you," she said softly with her pale blue eyes fixed on mine."You're welcome. Uh, for what?" For being one of the good ones. For being you." She pressed herself to me and kissed me again, while her hand slithered down my body and onto my already stiffening cock.Have I mentioned Jody is gorgeous? I mean really, stunningly, gorgeous? Have I mentioned she has a wonderfully passionate, deeply loving nature? Have I mentioned that she fucks like a demented mink? Have I mentioned that I am an. “You must work out a lot!”“An hour every day.”“Wow. That takes some commitment.”“When you get to be my age, dear, it takes more than that. I’ve become a physical fitness fanatic. Would you believe that a year ago I weighed almost 200 pounds?”“No way,” Cheri lied – she remembered Susan being a short heavy woman who came in once in awhile with Mr. Olsen, who was also very heavy. They’d both been transformed over the last 8 months or so. That’s one of the reasons why the FMCA was. Secondly, things would start out fine but, as my passion built, I was unable to control the speed and force of my thrusting, resulting in major injury to any unlucky partner. Unfortunately, I only discovered this fact when a cute little nurse climbed into my bed one night in the hospital. She did eventually walk again but, was too traumatized to ever have sex again, poor thing.Being unable to make love to a woman was devastating to me, as the accident had also greatly increased my already high.