I had just moved into this new apartment a week ago. I was really stressed out, and a few drinks with friends at a club didn’t help much to release ...the tension. I was thirty-five and had a nice job which meant lots of money and lots of work too. On my way from the main door to the bedroom, I had taken off my shirt. I was in my white bra, black skirt and white panties. I fell down on the bed on my back, and relaxed for a minute before my hands reached for my boobs. I started playing with my. I knew I was getting good at this and my cockwas bursting at the seams to shoot.Soon, within minutes, I could feel him tense up he started to shake allover. With his knees wobbling and a yell of my name, he came. Wow, what ablast! The force pushed his cock out of my mouth as I tried desperatelyin vain to capture as much as I could to aid the clean up operationlater. The love juice just went everywhere but I managed to contain thedamage, especially to the dress. As his pumping subsided I sighed. Before I did this I had to resigned myself to 6 hoursbeing a good night's sleep, now I sleep easily a peaceful 8 hours. Mydiet before was mostly fast food, now I eat healthy. Sure I still love agood burger and have them regularly when I am working I cook at leastdinner on my days off. I seem to even relaxed on the golf course andaccepted my now shortcomings and enjoy it more. Not so sure about it froma financial stand point but I should have done this years ago. I likeBeth as a person much more. ”I kissed each woman, gave them a pat on the bare butt, and licked all six nipples adorning their bare breasts before pulling my clothing on. Once I stepped out of the tent, the four dogs jumped up and came over to have their ears scratched.It’s surprising, but after three months of dressing in civilian clothing, my armor had seemed heavier than I remembered the first morning that I was back. Now, I was used to it again. It’s odd how quickly we become used to things. Despite spending most of my.