At the beginning, we had sex nearly every night. As the years passed, every night turned into every second night, then once a week, until by the sixt... year of our marriage we fucked from time to time. What had happened to us? Sure, we both had busy careers and lives, but I still loved sex and I missed my husband's nightly attentions. It wasn't all his fault. I wasn't as spontaneous as I had once been. I became content most evenings with settling in for a glass of wine and a warm. His dick was close to eight-inches. “You like it?”“Yes, sir.”The law enforcement officer bent Keegan over the trunk and went inside him after spitting on his cock. “Dammit, sissy! Your pussy feels good.” He nutted in Keegan’s mouth after banging him for around three minutes. “I know it’s a quickie, but gotta stay on schedule. I’ll make sure the guards treat you good tonight.”They arrived at the prison and Keegan went through check-in. The guards laughed and made fun of his girly body. They. I don't know what causes it, but I've gone through about six of them in the last couple of years. It didn't really bug me, though, in fact it was exciting. I had brought bunch of toys with me in my backpack hoping that I might find a way to use them, so this gave me cause to try something new out. As casually as I could, I reached down into my tights and unsnapped the straps that held the dolphin on. I took the poor little thing out (what a nice way to die, though, don't you think?),. Kevin was known as sloppy, yet harmless drunk. The type that would have four beers and start slurring his words but would still be throwing them back my himself at the end of the night after everyone else had gone home."Let's do a shot!"Why not I thought to myself, although I was already feeling tipsy from all the Corona's I had drank. We held the shot up to cheers, the heavy pour spilling slightly as we did. Soco Lime - yuck. Kevin then unexpectedly shuffled off to mingle with his friends.