Again I chickened out, told him I was already in bed, sent him a pic of me naked under the sheets and told him he was welcome to join me. Unfortunatel...y he wasn't willing to leave his place. So, yet again I was left having a wank. I watched a compilation video of hung guys blowing their loads all over young girls. One of the girls looked so much like Annie I had to do a second take! I blew my load almost instantly... then I looked at the images of Annie and read a couple of the comments from. I had explained at that time that if she talked to me about her meeting another man even if I didn’t want her to I probably would allow it. The point that I made many times was that just not knowing what she was up to had the potential to drive a wedge between us.It was a Thursday night some months later. I knew that sex was out of the question because I knew she was approaching the fertile stage of her cycle. We were in bed when she suddenly cuddled up to me. I immediately thought, 'What’s. It was about the same as always, amazing. We both got off more than once, we 69'd. Nothing was different between us sexually. Kaitlyn always slept cuddled into me and with my cock in her hand. That night was no different. I wrapped my arms around her and we kissed and fondled a bit. In the morning we showered together and had sex in the shower. This went on for several nights ( not exactly the same ). Sometimes we fucked, other times we made lust, different positions, rooms etc.Then it. “Challenge, my butt,” he muttered as he squared his shoulders and then called out in a neutral voice, “Welcome!”“Welcome,” a dry voice answered. “We are looking for the old man who wanders the Waste. Where is he?”The hamox was halted several meters from Porter and its rider was shrouded in a cowl and wrap. His hawkish nose and thin-lipped mouth were all Porter could see; the eyes were hidden in shadow. In fact, all the riders were similarly attired. Porter felt akin to an insect pinned to a.