Darnell. My eyes to weak to see, just me hoping it was him. Someone was taking off my clothes , leaving my shirt on. Watching me , I heard someone sit...ing in the chair across from me . I was awakened by the smell of food. Desiree, I sat up. Tony was staring me in the face.I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I let him in, he was really worried about you, I wanted him out. I got out the bed, my feet moving closer and closer to Tony. Wack! I smacked the hell out of him. Look what youve done. The first policeman (local) who arrived apparently removed my military ID, my Massachusetts driver’s license, and my New York registration from my billfold and put them in my shirt pocket. He then put the wallet and my loose change into my briefcase. The second policeman, a GA state trooper, seeing the uniforms, thought I was a military courier and locked my briefcase in the Caddy’s trunk. The next arrival of consequence was an Army corpsman, just back from a tour in Vietnam. He had reported to. She looked up expectantly. "Nearly there?"I nodded. "On the edge, I'd say." Then why don't you go back to creaming my titties? But don't use any of that silly old sun oil this time."As with my secret emission into my trousers in her kitchen the previous day, such sexually-charged language produced the necessary 'tipping point'. I held my cock between her breasts just as the first spurt of my spunk shot out. Four lovely ropes of warm creamy semen were splashed over those pendulous breasts. She. She stood and smiled down at me as I finished putting on my shoes. "Feel better?" she asked. Her look and her tone made me feel like she thought she'd done me a favor or something. It was disconcerting. "I feel good; it was good," I said. There was that smile again, condescending. "I'm glad," she said. "I can do you every once in a while if you need it. I mean we were married, and we did enjoy it in the old days. I know it's tough for a man to do without." The timing was bad, but I felt I.