“I just want a girl that doesn’t date me for what I do, but who I am. It is annoying when girls just want to date me because I play basketball.”... Maddie paused for a moment, before she responded, “Well I think you’re really nice and funny! I don’t care you play basketball…” Matt laughed once again. “Thanks Maddie,” he responded, “But you are too young for me right now. In a few years I’d be honored to be able to date a girl like you.” That response would be stuck in Maddie’s head for the next. I was a fifteen year's older than my wife, which meant over 20 years older than the young stud fucking her. He was tall, muscular, and endowed with a cock a least half again as big as mine. My wife was in perfect shape, her slim hips, tight ass, and full firm tits more than enough to draw the eye of this young man. I should have been pissed but something about watching the ecstasy on my wife's face and the powerful fucking action of the young guy made this the sexiest porno I had ever seen.I. She recalled the days long ago when going to the laundry meant an opportunity to dress down and be a slob.She loaded up the car and headed out.At the office, he sat and looked at the phone for a few minutes as he contemplated their phone call. He had been disappointed that she had chosen this manner to try to get him to feel sorry for her, as though it was his problem that she was merely bored. Turning back to his work, he found he could not focus on it any more. It WAS late. He had not really. " Mark commented about how his dad didn't tip the cab driver. He then went into his bedroom and found a fishpond in the floor near his head. He giggled at the cute it was.As John and Sarah went out to dinner, Mark started going through his mother's wardrobe. He tried on a sleeveless dress his mother had bought with an oriental design and slit up both sides. He checked to see if his stocking seams were straight with the make up mirror one had to knee on the floor to use."Mark, you should of come.