I noticed the light on the answering machine blinking and played the two messages. The first one was from Tatyana, saying that she’d call me in Ohio... That call I’d received and answered. The second was from Becky asking me to call her. I went to the kitchen and quickly dialed her number.“Hi, it’s Steve,” I said.“Hi! I need some help with a program that’s not working properly.”I had her explain the issue to me, realized exactly what the problem was and told her that I’d fix it and send her a. . well i headed over and actually did help him clean for a bit but eventually we got off track and started drinking. after a few beers i still had no clue but he apparently was ready mr. drew was in his 40s and was the school swimming coach, graying brown hair about 6 feet and in great shape..while we were drinking he tried to grab my crotch! nothing subtle about it, he knew what was goimg on.i pushed him away up to this point i was very straight. a little sad that i rejected him but it didnt. So having his load inside my boypussy was something that was happening often, I loved so much how my boypussy was always sore, and feeling that satisfying pain, either walking, sitting or doing anything all I can do is keep the secret and remembering why I was sore down there, yeah a great hot fuck that I received earlier. so when He was shooting his load in me ohhh goshhh that moment was always so great, he made me go crazy, so slutty, so horny, wet, and several nights when he drop me back. ”“I get it. You’re ... I mean, dudes want you to be the ... bull? Is that the right word? Or their wives or girlfriends just want to take a spin on a huge ... well, you know. Either way, it happens, then someone decides they can’t handle it after all, and everything goes to hell.”“Precisely. This is part of the learned caution I explained to you earlier. I did nothing to deserve or earn what nature provided, but I did earn the wisdom to act with respect. For me, there is simply too much risk of.