I found out my new girlfriend Evelyn wasn’t the kind of mood. She didn’t get mad easily. I was a little surprised a day by a small but sudden change of his mood. We were at the mall, and she asked me to come with her in one of the boutiques of those chic women where she would leave a dress to be altered she had bought there before. She left me waiting for the cash register while she returned to the dressing room to drop the dress. When she left she was in her usual pleasant and cheerful mood, but then when she came back she suddenly seemed distracted and nervous. I was wondering why, but she didn’t. He only said that the tailor was there, and that he would alter the dress, but before he needed to measure it. She told me she was coming back and then she went back to the dressing room. It’s weird, but when I saw her go, I thought about her body.

Strange how life runs out! As a great studio lawyer now doing pro bono work for the court I met an old girl; Well, I actually hoped she’d be my girlfriend in college.

Sally B was still gorgeous at 35 and I recognized her first and then when I said her name while sitting in my office laughed and said, TIMMY! I could never forget that beautiful body, and I guess she couldn’t forget a fat, lean girl. Then we shared the usual old-time stories. Who married, who divorced.

It was my graduation year in college when I took my first Big Black Cock. I remember the day vividly fixing in the mirror in the bathroom and smiling at what I was looking at. A beautiful face with full lips and blue eyes and a head full of big blonde curls. I was dressed in a new tight skirt that I had just bought and a lovely little canoe. How sad I was was wasting such a cute dress on a boring night at my friend Neena’s house. I had no bra on top and still my gorgeous tits hung perfectly with not a pinch of sag. I checked my hands in front of the shirt and over the nipples. I was so excited and stuck here with not a male in sight.

I knew soon I wouldn’t make her happy. Our sexual units seemed out of sync. When I was tired of work and I wanted to sleep, she wanted to have sex. When I was rested and ready, he was in a mood less and less often.

When I left school and worked full-time (two jobs), and she was finishing school, our social lives were very different. My social life turned around e-mail to my friends and family, 2000 miles away. My day off every week was spent with her and her family - church and dinner. He spent the evenings with his friends, presumably being the “sensitive” as they drank and pursued men. He also spent many weekends out of town with his school clubs and visiting his mother.

My wife is a beautiful woman, with long hair and red ardents and green crystal eyes. Her name is Karen and she has long legs. Its figure is perfection with full and solid tits of 39" requiring a D-cup bra. Its hips measure 39" also but there is no fat ounce on them. He’s got a softer, tighter, rounded ass you’ve ever seen. Although its wide flanks give her a big ass, her small 24" life ends with her hourglass figure.