In the afternoon, I heard him talking to my mother. ‘Mrs. B, you’ve been really great. Thanks for putting me up.’ ‘Not at all, Greg. We loved ...our concert. That made last night really special for us.’ ‘Uh, would it be OK if I stayed tonight, too? Maybe I won’t need a place, but …’ ‘Greg, you’re welcome here as long as you want.’ ‘Thanks, Mrs. B. I have to go out for a while. I’ll call later.’ Greg left then. I puttered around for a while, packing my loot to take back to school. I finally took a. Yes,concentration. After getting off twice the night before, and notbeing particularly sexually-neglected anyway, it took some efforton my part to work up to an orgasm. Usually, I could do this byimagining I was fucking some cute young teenager, or even pre-teen, like my wife had been when we first met. Marsha doesn’tmind, sometimes even working such fantasies along with me. Onlyas I said, this time it didn’t work. My prick softened and slipped out of my wife with a. More

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