So, in other words, I'm not that hung. Only about four inches. I have red hair, freckles, and pale skin. My girlfriend is just the first girl I smoked...weed with here. She started to sell it to me, then we started to date.Her name is Natalie, she's about five foot, with perky b cup tits, and a big ass for someone her size. When I first met her, I thought I was gonna get to fuck her, but she insisted on waiting. The most we've done was I fingered her and got a handjob. We have not done anything. “You can’t be serious, Harry, it was just a dance, one lousy dance. You’re going to throw twelve years of marriage down the drain over a dance?” “It has nothing to do with a dance, Linda. Why would you ever want to stay with a man you don’t respect? I told you at the table that was what this was all about. I’ll be honest, I haven’t caught you, but I’m pretty sure you’re cheating on me. I suspect with the jack-ass you just danced with. I saw the look you guys gave each other when you went to the. But you are stuck there, thinking about the craziness that came out of her mouth. By then she has already dove back down onto my cock. My mind is like, what? What was that? Pubes for floss? Burp up my sperm? While I'm trying to figure it out, I don't even realize my balls are growing; my cock is throbbing in her mouth. It isn't dirty talk. It's a dirty trick, like she's distracting me so she can steal my cum. I don't know. Maybe I am too drunk to make sense. That's what her blow jobs are. Since I did it every day, I didn’t really mind the company on my walk. I walked lone the majority of the mornings. I never could interest Tonya in walking. Walking with Gray was almost a pleasure. His presence kept reminding me that someone was trying to kill me, which made it somewhat of a buzz kill.Gray had his attention focused on the communications ear piece. “They tell me there is no one on the bridge we have to walk under,” he said.“Well I’m impressed. I would be more impressed, if I.