The kiss continued very long before we parted. We exchanged smiles and again hugged each other tightly.She said that she was dying for this opportunit... and would not like to waste a single moment today as only god knew when shall we get such chance again?! I told her that today I will follow her and try best to fulfill her fantasies. I asked her what she wanted me to do for her. She was very pleased hearing this. She told that the porn actress had shaved pussies and clean armpits. So she asked. It wasn't surprising that women of c***d-bearing age began advertising for---and paying big bucks to---the 6% of guys who still had "Baby Formula," as it came to be known, residing in their balls. My 20-year-old son Prager was one of those guys, and had earned more than enough money in the first four months ALONE so I could retire early!What was [/i] surprising were the number of post-menopausal women who also wanted stud service. Turns out my wife Doreen was one of them!I came home from a few. "Either purpleflowers are growing all over that wall, or someone slipped me someacid." Well, it sure ain't the first," Doug commented as he overheard and cameover. He looked Javier over and then asked me, "You didn't hit him inthe head or anything, did you?" Not today," I responded. I put a hand on Javier's arm and asked, "Doyou need a doctor or something?"A strange smile formed on Javier's face and he mused, "Oh look, kittensare growing out of the flowers..."Doug and I shared a look before. His name was Brad, and he had just turned 15 a month to the day before my birthday. He was shorter than me by an inch and a little stockier but still thin, with sandy blond hair that was a little longer than mine, well over his ears. He obviously hadnt started shaving yet but had a line of honey-blond peach fuzz on his upper lip. He was definitely tanner than me and looked like a surfer kid. In fact, looking back on the experience, I think he might have been a little stoned. He told me that.