" I don't like this game. I'm mad at God." I can relate."With signs of life returning for the first time, "You can! What happened to you?" You."Actual...y raising his voice, "Hey! What are you talking about?" Well, before starting to coach your baseball team, I got into a real cozy lifestyle. How nice not to get hurt. Roxanne saw how my lifestyle slowly would kill me like a cancer. She managed to get me to crawl out of my shell onto your ballfield. Think of the grief Fred caused me, and Alex, .... Dustin then slammed three fingers into my ass, and with the full force of his entire arm begin to assult my ass like he was trying to fist me. I rolled my head back into the oversised pillow, and with a low groan from the throat, gave one final lunge into Dustins mouth, and then it happened. I exploded with rope after rope of my thick jizz straight into his throat, hitting the back, and I assume right down to his belly. I counted 11 shots of my massive load, and lil bro swallowed every drop. He. I started to pull on my clothes before answering her, and Ash stopped me, saying, "If you're not embarrassed, I know I'm not. Don't get dressed again on my account. You can be naked in front of me. It's cool. I don't mind." I spent the next hour telling Ashleigh how I had started becoming a nudist, and what I had been doing in pursuing my newfound interest. When I was through, she said, "Sounds to me like you might want to ramp it up a bit, so it stays fresh for you. You know, keep it. I had my wife check and I was dry as a bone.My finger nub is finally about healed and my brain is figuring out the right signals to give me which is good. The nerves which are at my fingertip used to be on the circumference of my finger. When I would touch something with the tip of my finger I would get the feeling that my finger was inside the object. Which is cool and all but weird. My brain is also adjusting for the shorter distance involved. It’s true your brain keeps track of how long your.