I had no idea whether she would show or not, what might happen, or what she would let happen. An embrace, a kiss, that would be enough to fuel my erot...ic imagination, and cause multiple times of self gratification. I went and waited 20 minutes or so, Then left and went to a pizza place to collect my thoughts over the disappointment.While my order was being made, she rode by......When next we talked I found out that she had indeed gone to the designated rendezvous and felt I had backed down. She. “Oh damn!” she sobbed. “Ooh damn, damn, damn!”I pulled back a bit and thrust hard again, gettingmaybe six inches into her. I kneaded her jugs,recoiled and rammed again, grunting with effort.She squealed and sank to the floor, popping my arousedprick out of her sucking cunt.I kicked my pants and shorts away, bent my knees anddrove it back into her, all the way into her, one handon her shoulder and the other full of her long, blondehair, pulling hard and arching her. Usually, a small word will work. “Fuck,” works I have noticed I say it and “Well, shit,” and “Really!” all come in pretty handy.My youngest daughter has started making lunch for me then texting me to remind me to eat it. Am I missing something here? I haven’t noticed myself skipping too many meals. I’m starting to wonder if there’s things going on around me that I’m not noticing anymore.My wife took my gun away from me this week she said she’s scared of me. I’ve never threatened her even when. They watched me change out of my clothes and commented that my shaved pussy would be well taken care of. At last I was led to my cell. It was a four person cell and when I walked in, there were three other women in there. Two were white and the third was an African-American. All three were sitting on one of the bottom bunks. The bunk above them was the only free one so I slowly walked over and put my stuff on the flat mattress. “Hey, you need some help with that?” one of them said. “No,.