....The Perfect DumpEvery once in a while everyone experiences the perfect dump. It's rare but a real thing of beauty. You sit down expecting the wors...e, but what you get is a smooth sliding, fart-less masterpiece that breaks the water with the splash-less grace of an Olympic high-diving champion. You use the toilet tissue to find that it was totally unnecessary. It makes you feel that all is right in the world and that you are in perfect harmony with it.The Beer DumpNasty! Depends upon the. She didn't even know about the downstairs study. As far as she knew, I did my studying in the upstairs study at the same time as the girls were doing their studying. I truly did study then, using my eyes to read its screens. I just had a sight blob reading far more screens downstairs at the same time, and at other times too.Soon after Nevaeh moved in we had her family over for dinner a couple of times only a few days apart. The first time was in the Adults' House so all of my two families could. I could see that she was examining my wet, naked body, especially staring at my large cock, hanging down between my legs. "Move over, John," She said softly and stepped in with me without giving me time to object. Surprisingly, I said nothing and did not even appear at all shocked at her sudden intrusion. I didn't cover myself or turn away to preserve my modesty. I had a look of joy on my face. She was right there brushing up against me, already drenched by the warm spray. I finally had just. There was a slight breeze and the birds were trying to be heard over the city traffic noise.I looked around and noticed that the street number that I was at was #12 and my wife said I was to meet her at #60.The numbers were running higher to the left so that was my direction. The sidewalks were thinning out as most of the people were returning from lunch. A little further walking and I noticed a very large construction site coming up on the side of the street I was walking. Should I cross over.