Self-gratification is my only alternative at the moment.It's not as fulfilling, but it serves the purpose until we can craft something more meaningful... I have been yearning to have a mutual masturbation encounter, but what finally transpired far exceeded my expectations.My wife and I care for our two grandchildren while their parents work from home. It keeps us away from home all week, but we split the time away from home. We have a day and one half off each where we are home alone. Mine is. If she had been a bastard instead of a bitch, she would have been convicted and executed a long time ago. See what I mean about vaginas granting bitches special rights in the eyes of society? I waited with my rifle. When I saw the bitch, I aimed and fired. I shot her twice, just between the eyes. The bitch fell dead. I smiled and got out of there as fast as I could. I left South Africa and then scoured the Internet looking for news of bitches who did evil deeds and were being treated leniently. Talking about and planning for Olivia Ellison was one thing— suddenly seeing her right in front of me is an entirely different matter.“I’m the Silva part of the equation, but you can call me Jackie. Only my mom calls me Jaqueline,” Jackie says as she shakes Olivia’s hand.“Olivia Ellison. And this is Madeline Rosario,” Olivia says as Jackie moves over to shake the hand of the other woman sitting at the table.“But you can call me Maddie,” the woman replies with a smile. “Only Olivia calls me. He leaned down and I leaned up as we once again locked into a kiss. My hand was still pulling at his cock as we kissed deeply. My body was on fire as I shoved my tongue back into his mouth. John’s tongue flicked wildly at mine as it entered his mouth. We French kissed as I jacked his cock with my hand.I broke our kiss as I wanted my mouth around that cock of his. But as I broke our kiss John wrapped one of his big strong arms around me and he pulled me back up so we were face to face again. I.