And I was going stir crazy, I spent about a month and never left her apartment.And after about five months, I think I was going crazy. I was expected ...o eat her cunt for an hour or more at a time almost every night, and she never touched me! In fact, she did not even want me to masturbate, I could only do it when she was at work if she did not put on my “special panties”, as it was almost impossible through them. The hard leather meant I could not really press how I liked, and the inside was. I always felt that she was too attractive to stay with someone like me, and now that she didn’t need me financially, it just felt like she was slipping through my fingers. One side effect of these feeling was that I didn’t always leave Julie enough room to operate, if a guy looked like he was getting the wrong ideas, I tended to interrupt them. Julie was frustrated with me, because she interpreted it as that I didn’t trust her. I suppose in a way she was right, but it wasn’t because of her, it. I was there, “OH FUCK YESSSSSS!” I cried out as I felt my hanging balls tighten and my cock begin to pulsate and even Emma cried out in anticipation of getting an arse full of creamy jizz, “OMG YESSS” Emma cried as spurt after spurt hit home and not a drop was spilt as my cock exploded, she felt the warmth inside her and as Lee withdrew her finger to get a better view of me emptying my sacs Emma just lay there breathing heavy mumbling away to herself. I was breathless as Leanne tried to spin me. It had been months since Miles had taken up residence inside a pretty little pussy. In fact, the last time was with the widow Anderson. Her poor husband had fallen prey to a sea creature of some size and was dragged under the water in the fishing grounds never to be seen again. It was a terrible way to go, but at least it was quick and there was no mess to clean up. He did his best to console the poor widow and she appeared quite grateful for his efforts.She gave him her husband's two pistols.