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At the same topless bar. She uses the lucrative income to support herself and Alex, while she's putting herself through college. She hopes to become a psychotherapist someday. The real John Ridgeway is just about to turn 52. And he's still sexually active. But not with his wife, Jan. For the last five years, Jan hadn't wanted anything to do with John, when it came to sex. She had actually banished him from their previously-shared bedroom, and made him sleep in a different bedroom indian in their large two-story, four-bedroom suburban home. So John masturbates a lot nowadays. And before he does, he usually goes to his "secret hiding place" and retrieves a sealed, gallon-size plastic freezer bag. Inside the large, folded-in-half transparent bag is a pair of plain white soiled nylon panties that had belonged to his twin sister, Val, who has since passed away. Of course, John always has to sneak the panties into the bathroom with him, because Jan would most likely get upset, if she knew what he was doing. John has always been less than happy with the penis that God gave him. When he was a young man, his fully-erect penis was only about 4 1/2 inches long. And now, it was even shorter than that. And the head of his penis was so large that it accounted for nearly half of his entire penis-length. John had been "blessed with" a dick-head that had an extremely unusual-looking, drastically flared-out corona encircling the rear of it. The head of John's dick was so wide, in relationship to the short narrow shaft of his penis, that his erect penis almost looked like a large, flesh-colored mushroom. “Thank you, Robbie.” I felt a deep shame, penetrating straight to my heart, belied by the erection pressing against my trousers. Anal . . .” I tried to do as he told and it went in my throat and I gagged. "You like these don't you, I've seen you looking at them." Lucilla welcomed my ferocity; locking her heels together behind my hips, sinking her fingers into my rippling glutes and giving me an encouraging squeeze. Her swell breasts were largely visible. How do you feel about what Amy and I have done?” he ask. You know kids.” Julia could feel the dampness between her thighs as she recalled vividly the day of losing her virginity and consequently nearly missed the stray that was just entering an alley behind the local bar/grill. “Nobody was within ten feet of you.” I told him Oddly, a thought about house safety comes to my mind. Harry and James were a great help to us first year students, telling us just about everything that we needed to know. "You indian know that girls really like to have their breasts rubbed, but maybe you should go slow," and with that I took his hands and put them on my ribs. I knew that I could instead focus all of my ‘creativity’ to further pursue my passion. To that wonderful moment when I spasmed and gasped and shuddered in ecstasy. She bottomed out on me. Then headed back to my room. Karen admired. The blood flows quickly as Kevin let his tongue massage, flicker, and push against me so skillfully I figure he must practice. She slapped it away ...