“Otherwise it’ll retract and you’ll, oops. Well, guess you’ll bleed to death. Told you you’d regret it, the rest of your... life.” I was gathering my clothes and purse in horrible haste; he was on his knees clutching his groin in a pool of blood. His screams were getting louder; I dressed on the run. I had my skirt on and was strug- gling with the shirt when he stood up in the bushes and screamed. “You’ve ruined me, bitch!” He came around the. After she had taken it off, I was met with the sight of Tracey in a blue blouse and some very sexy lingerie. I took her in my arms and began kissing her.I started with her forehead but quickly moved to her lips. We both opened our mouths and began exploring with our tongues. As our kissing became more passionate, I began to undo the buttons on her blouse.Tracey’s tits were in an almost sheer blue bra. I pushed her blouse off her shoulders and began fondling them. With my thumb, I stroked her. "That's sexy," she mumbled.For various reasons, I'd dressed in "civvies" for the night. That was a white cotton tee and jeans. Lila gripped the bottom of the tee and pulled it up and over my head, breaking our kiss.She pushed me up and back down onto the sofa. My jeans quickly came off at her tugging. The BVD's went with the jeans. My aching tool sprang up smartly as it was released from its confinement.Lila's mouth quickly found my leaking flesh pole and she went to work with a blow job that. She had a car accident and fucked up her leg. She was home recovering and getting acquainted with the refrigerator. She was very depressed because of the pain she was in. She was watching soap operas and eating bon-bon's. That was not making me happy. I only knew because I saw the empty packages. I love my wife and I feel bad that her weight gain has caused me so much stress. She’s gained about forty pounds and her once thin and sexy body has now gotten more plump. When we used to fuck, our.