I sat on the bed trying to think why she had bought me here then left me I noticed my phone on the room dresser with a pen next to it I thought I'd le...ft it at home my wife must have bought it.I got up off the bed I couldn't believe my life had come to this but in a strange way it really turned me on my wife had become a real cock lover and was getting dirtier by the month.unfortunately just not with me I'd get the stories of what was happening from her the big real cocks she was taking. And if. I think, maybe if I'd heard it, I could have called the nurse or something and they could have saved her. But I fell asleep.Baxter Douglas was some kind of trucker I think. We don't even know what he was when mom met him. He was just all of the sudden there, on our couch everyday, flipping the channel from the show we were watching without even asking. After mom died, he was still there, on our couch every day, and mom's life insurance was sitting in brown bottle on his stomach, being slowly. "Hello, Cathy... Bobby! Anybody there?"Dennis came in behind his mother, carrying their bags."They wouldn't go anywhere without locking up, would they, Mom?" Surely not," said Helen, moving further into the house. "Cathy, where are you? It's Helen and Dennis!"Still there was no reply."They can't be far away," Helen said. "Let's see if they're in the back."Dennis put down the bags he was carrying and followed his mother. They walked down the long hallway, looking into each room in turn, finding. Nevertheless, Tom was determined to be seen in public wearing his favorite pair of jeans.So the other factor Tom had to consider was which cock position would cause the least stimulation when he walked. Going down his leg meant that each step would cause more pressure and friction against his trapped boner. But placing it straight up meant the sensitive underside of his cock would get all the attention. Tom finally decided on straight up. The bulge would be somewhat less obvious, and if he did.