There was the hope that I could be paroled in seven years.I was allowed a visit with my wife while waiting to be transported upstate two days hence."M...arci, for godssake quit the crying. I need to talk to you," I said."Okay," she said, but she continued bawling."Look, I'll be okay. We'll write, and maybe you could visit me once in a while. Okay? It's kind of a long drive, but once in a while," I said."Every month, my husband, every month. I promise," she said.I smiled. I hoped she would. But, I. My wife knew I talked to people online. I even suggested to her once while I was drunk we add a woman to our bed. She laughed, commenting that would happen right after we added another guy.Now Susan was coming to Sacramento. I had to think of someway to explain to Laurie that I knew her without giving out all the details. So, she became just an internet friend.I put off meeting Susan until one Saturday in May. We met at one of the local malls that my wife didn't frequent. I was anxious and. Only one spot remained and he backed away from it slowly. On the slightly raised pile of dirt, another small crystal rested that he had missed on his first examination of the hole. Looking closely without touching it, he could see it was smaller than his pinky fingernail, but he was able to easily see it from the faint glow it gave off. The light was not steady though. It was waxing and waning quickly, almost as if it were powered by the beating of a living heart. “Mom. Dad. Come over here,. He unleashed the most beautiful piece of meat I have ever seen. It was probably about eight inches long and fat. I couldn't wait to wrap my hands around it. I kissed his cock for the first time and I thought I was going to cum right then. It was beyond my wildest dreams. I struggled to get more than the tip in my mouth. I guess that's going to be something I will need to practice, but I sure could run my lips up and down the shaft. Licking the precum off the tip of his cock.I then pulled him.