As I pulled the zipper up I remembered the time I got it caught half way and was screaming in pain. She felt sorry for me, made me stop crying and to ...this day she tells that story to her friends. So I zipped up, ran out side and turned on the bullshit. As soon as I saw her I screamed that I got it caught in the zipper again and by the look on her face I knew she wasn't buying it. Why are your pants all wet she yelled as she starred right at my bulge? As I began to stammer, thinking of the right. ” My wife takes my shaft and begins rubbing it almost roughly now into her wet pussy, grinding my tip into her clit back and forth and in circles. This goes on for 20- 30 seconds, and eventually I can’t stand it any longer. I begin pushing into her pussy with all my weight going forward. I am standing on the floor, her on the massage table with her legs spread wide around me as I begin slowly and methodically pumping into her. She is leaned back supporting herself, and I grab her ass under me. "Uhhn! Do it Ben, I want you inside me!" She's grunting and panting, desperately trying to get me inside. My weight keeps her pinned though; our eyes lock and we hold our gaze. I want this to be the best of her life.... With that last thought, I cock my hips. In one quick movement, I'm in Holly up to my balls. Her eyes go as big as plates as I ram it home, up into the place I came from so long ago..."OOOHHHH! G-A-W-D yesssssss!!!!!!!!" She screams, squeezing her eyes shut. I stay like that a. When I turned 16 I was told to quit school and get a job to help support the family. Well, I quit school but when I walked out the door to find a job I never returned.I drifted from odd job to odd job until I was 18. I then got a job driving a truck and I've stuck with that type of work ever since.I'm not ugly but I'm not exactly a charmer either. My success with women was always hit and miss. I usually accepted rejection like a gentleman but my one pet peeve was for a woman to string me along.