”*The judge asked, “Is your husband a nagger?”“Oh, hell no, he’s as white as you and me!”Finally, in frustration, the judge asked, “Lady... why in hell do you want a divorce?*“Oh, I don’t want a divorce,” she replied. “I’ve never wanted a divorce. My husband does. The damn fool says he can’t communicate with me.”*Love those Canadian East-coast-ers!!!President Donald Trump was in the Oval Office wondering which country to invade next, when his telephone rang. “Hallo, President Trump” a heavily. I really enjoyed reading the fantasy stories in the Forum section and looking at hairy pussies of the smiling, open legged models. Nice!I had a couple of casual dates, all with non-intercourse sex involved. One particularly unattractive girl, Bev, got me stoned one night and then tried to give me a blow job. I couldn’t get it up and that really hurt her feelings. She was known as the blow job queen of the dorm complex. Oh, well… I still enjoyed looking at pictures of women in panties, and. “ ahem ahem, bird watching here also..” she replied the same with a laugh.“ I cant help it, I try not to flirt but just can’t control all the time” I replied.“ hahaha, its your age, slowly things become different” she said in a little sad tone.I could sense something is wrong but didn’t ask the further details. It was the most amazing 15 mins of my life. I could feel my dick giving a salute to the sweetest person on earth for whom I never thought of having any other feelings than respect. But. His laptop was on the side table. They felt a bit funny, lying on the bed with their shoes on and handsjoined on their bellies. They changed positions and were facing each other now. Maybe forty centimetersseparated them. They laid on their sides, head on one hand. They were staring at each other."Can I touch you?" he asked."Yes."She got closer and let his hand feel her arm. He stroked her like he would have done a cat, in silence. Hewas looking at her and not saying anything."I've been wanting.