Poverty is rampant, disease and suicide rates are several times the national average, and then there's education which lags far behind the rest of the...country." Suppose you had, say, ten million dollars to apply to the problem. What would you do?" Establish a foundation, I suppose. Identify the most pressing problems and provide a helping hand where it's needed most." You'll have a check waiting when we get home."Her mouth dropped open. "You're serious?" Of course. My only stipulation is that. What I didn't see was my wife Jane. "Lisa, what's this all about?" Jane is in trouble Paul, and I need your help in getting her out. Get dressed and meet me at 223 Morningside Lane as soon as you can get there."Lisa gave my directions and then she hung up. As I dressed I wondered what the hell was going on. Jane had gone to a baby shower for one of the girls that she and her sister Lisa had gone to school with and she should have been home at least three hours ago.I pulled up behind Lisa's. She had this killer body with the softest skin, short blonde locks and these sensational lips and tongue that turned me into love crazed madman whenever we embraced and locked lips, sinking her tongue into my mouth was enough to make me tremble alone and I was at her mercy. Her natural large breasts hung down from her chest like sumptuous rounded fruity flesh, they just bobbed about like apples in a barrel of water and when I took them in my hands they were warm and heavy and whenever I gave. He also knew that his girth would never stretch her vaginal walls, things she had extreme reactions from watching the movies. Ivan always mentioned his ‘size’ when they made love, but Sarah denied his claims saying, “Size doesn’t matter, I love you, you make me happy.” Sarah never lied to him, but in this case, he knew she was lying, avoiding embarrassment of his ‘little’ equipment. Ivan always told her that she needed to be fucked by a man with a larger cock, one that would thrust against.