RYAN “If you’re a man in America, and you have a great divorce lawyer, you get the kids every other week. If you have a decent divorce lawyer, you get them on the weekends. If you have a bad divorce lawyer, you get them a week of every month. If you have my divorce lawyer, you get them for one month every year before school starts, and no contact until then. You know, I sympathize with women activists in this country, I really do. It makes no sense that half the population had to claw through hundreds of years of bullshit just to finally be treated like a proper human. But if you ask one of these militant feminists -who, by sex the way, I usually agree with-, if you ask one of these feminists about how bad a man in America gets fucked by the divorce courts, they with don’t have an answer for you. You know, if you spend enough time being the victim, I guess it’s hard to recognize when you’re couple victimizing someone. Or maybe I was just always a victim. A victim of young my own shit decisions and weakness.” Dave withdrew the glass of whisky he was about to serve me. “Would this be one of those shit decisions, Ryan?” He asked me. “Why do you say that?” He pointed to the clock behind the bar. “It’s nine in the morning.” “It’s also a Saturday.” “Every day’s been a Saturday since you got laid off, and you’ve spent every one of them right on that stool.” He opened the register for effect, “Is your entire severance package in here?” “So what if it is?” I snapped. “The kids are eighteen, so no more child support payments. I’m a free man!” “You sound overjoyed.” I glowered at him. “Just gimme the damn drink, Dave.” “Look Ryan, I’ve been in this shithole long enough to know when a man’s drinking to get the day started. If you want to become an alcoholic, then go full-tilt and start drinking alone in your goddamn whitie-tighties, but I’m not gonna stand here and watch you drown day after day knowing I poured you the first glass.” He pulled the glass away, “From now on, you’re money’s no good here until after noon.” “Ah, piss off. You ain’t my goddamn priest.” I grumbled, getting off the stool. “But I am your goddamn friend.” He crossed his arms, “You say you never gave a shit about that job at the mill, but you’ve been nothing but miserable since they canned you.” I looked to my left, making sure that the bar was empty. Then I looked at Dave, and sighed. “It ain’t the job, Dave. I never gave a shit about that job, and I still don’t. It’s…” I twirled my hand, searching for friend the words, “My girls are grown now, and I’ve seen them a grand total of a year since they were five. They’re headed off to school on the other side of the country, and…” I chewed on my lip, “I had prospects, you know? After the divorce, I could’ve gotten ten different jobs – real jobs - in Phoenix, but I stayed here, because this is where my girls were. I put my whole life in a goddamn holding pattern for twelve years, and now it’s over!” I yelled the last words to cover up the sob in my throat. They echoed throughout the room, bouncing off the implacable stare of Dave Farmstead. “The holding pattern, or your life?” He asked. She was losing control. LEVERIA Ann reached to my pussy and flicked my clit again. Could he really hand over one person, for who knew what purpose the devil had for her? I quickly glanced young at my wife, but she was full excited for the movie. She continued rubbing until there was no more, bent and give the tip a quick kiss. With me in his arms Joe began to walk toward the shore My mom worked an overnight job and daddy would let me sleep with him. I kept looking at his cock but trying not to look way obvious. Both girls where now moaning in ecstasy and I fucked Monica at full speed now until she suddenly, without any warning, screamed out at the top of her lungs and started shaking and contracting around my cock. Just a small hint. They brimmed in cum. She reluctantly switches to sucking your wet sex covered dick while stroking mine. Though I do promise that if you keep up this behavior, I will end you very quick." It was incredible. In reality it was probably only about half an hour. Slapping her face and twisting her nipples did nothing. “She's cumming in me. The pill is incredible.” His prick was much longer than his stamina. So, dispatch gave us an hour and a half to go with have dinner. Kate and Zoe had come over to me and both said that I looked knackered. She crept quietly out her room and to the steps as she peeked around the corner she could sex see Sean on the couch with his cock in his hand stroking it. A small smile appeared on Eris's pale lips, "Not as much stupidity as pride. “Definitely fucking do friend that. ‘One second,’ Roman said to his girls, before leaving the room. It convinced them that they were raping me and ensured that they fucked me really hard and rough. He turned her face to his to lick at the tears streaming down her cheeks. Nothing else matters. "Disgraceful," Carl said again. You know where I’m going to put it.” She gave a soft whine. Goddamn, that is a sensation I will never get used to. They made idle chatter for a couple minutes. I let him lick my pussy for a while - he was so good at that - and when he started licking my clit, he pushed two fingers into my vagina and couple my first orgasm of the night rippled through my body. This was the way it should be. “We have never been the night away from home before. He blushed and gave her a shy little smile, eyes sparkling, “They just… Feel right.” “You have an incredible body, Alexis. 'Sorry I crashed on you last night, I was wiped.' I agreed, but told the editor that I needed to know the height, weight, and shoe size of any visitors. Deen thought he would shoot out his spunk without even a touch.