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8. Life being out of control. At the end of the day, there’s not much we can control – except our own reactions and our attitudes to problems. So change what you can – and then relax and enjoy life.

The display at the game today.

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I have to mention that I had to place.a towel under her ass so she/we would not leave a sticky mess on the carpet. She buzzed her way to orgasm after orgasm. She turned it off and laid there gasping for air, totally turned on. She said she never knew her body could do that, she never knew she could cum so many times in a row. She said that in all her years of marriage she is not sure if she ever really had a full orgasm. But now she was addicted to them. She sat up and saw the precum on my dick and said, “hey what about you?” I told her I was loving the day and I was happy and turned on. She crawled towards me and began to play with my hard cock licking the precum from the tip, deep throating me and playing with my balls. I warned her if she wanted me to cum now or fuck her and then cum. She said both! Cum on my breasts I want to see you cum like on the DVD. You rebound quickly and then we can fuck in all positions. I stood up as she went to work on my dick sucking the head and stroking the length with her hand. She asked if she could suck my balls like on the DVD. I said do you do that for your husband? She said no he is lucky to get a bj at all. My MIL is a fast learner! She was doing everything she had seen and learned from the DVD. Soon my breathing quickened and she knew I was close. She took my dick from her mouth and stroked until I came all over her breasts. After I was done she rubbed it into her chest all over her tits and nipples. We laid on the couch, talked, kissed, began to watch the second DVD. As she played with my cock it became hard again. We fucked on the floor in every position. As I was sliding my cock in and out of her I asked her to place the vibrator on her clit and she control that while I continued to fuck her. She quickly responded and buzzed her own clit while I was fucking her, fast and slow. I tried to tease her back like she did with me by keeping one pace in and out as she came by buzzing her own clit. I eventually came. We repeated this two more times that afternoon. Knowing my wife, her daughter was coming home. Before she left we washed the bedding on the bed, my MIL did all of this in her garter and stockings naked beyond that. As she left we kissed, she got a little emotional saying how much she had enjoyed the week and what she had learned about herself. We agreed it was a great week together and we would take what opportunities we could going forward. I told her it was time to fuck in HER bed! She kissed me deeply again, took her DVD’s and toys and left. I felt sad to see her go. We continue to meet up and fuck and fondle one another. Nothing as intense as that week. Thank you for letting me share these experiences!

I get it. I do. We are a bunch of dirty old lonely men. We all have our dirty little secrets and lusts and desires. I try not to judge wanting to not be judged. I’m married to an amazing wife who really hates sex. It tends to put s damper on things in married life. I like women. They are my weakness. That all being said, i got a problem here on Tumblr. This is a point where I judge. If your blog has any underage girls don’t follow me. Just don’t. I want absolutely no connection to any of that crap. If not I will simply just block you like some I already have. That shit is just not okay. Never.

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“Shifty” By Chuck Yeager Shifty volunteered for the airborne in WWII and served with Easy  Company of the 506th Parachute Infantry Regiment, part of the 101st  Airborne Infantry. If you’ve seen Band of Brothers on HBO or the  History Channel, you know Shifty. His character appears in all 10  episodes, and Shifty himself is interviewed in several of them.  I met Shifty in the Philadelphia airport several years ago. I didn't  know who he was at the time. I just saw an elderly gentleman having  trouble reading his ticket. I offered to help, assured him that he was at the right gate, and noticed the “Screaming Eagle,” the symbol of  the 101st Airborne, on his hat.  Making conversation, I asked him if he’d been in the 101st Airborne or if his son was serving. He said quietly that he had been in the  101st. I thanked him for his service, then asked him when he served, and how many jumps he made. Quietly and humbly, he said “Well, I guess I signed up in 1941 or so, and was in until sometime in 1945 …” at which point my heart skipped.  At that point, again, very humbly, he said “I made the 5 training  jumps at Toccoa, and then jumped into  Normandy … do you know where Normandy is?” At this point my heart stopped.  I told him “yes, I know exactly where Normandy is, and I know what  D-Day was.” At that point he said “I also made a second jump into  Holland , into Arnhem ..” I was standing with a genuine war hero …  and then I realized that it was June, just after the anniversary of  D-Day.  I asked Shifty if he was on his way back from France , and he said  “Yes… And it ’s real sad because, these days, so few of the guys are  left, and those that are, lots of them can’t make the trip.” My heart  was in my throat and I didn’t know what to say.  I helped Shifty get onto the plane and then realized he was back in  coach while I was in First Class. I sent the flight attendant back to  get him and said that I wanted to switch seats. When Shifty came  forward, I got up out of the seat and told him I wanted him to have  it, that I’d take his in coach.  He said “No, son, you enjoy that seat. Just knowing that there are  still some who remember what we did and who still care is enough to  make an old man very happy.” His eyes were filling up as he said it. And mine are brimming up now as I write this.  Shifty died on Jan. l7 after fighting cancer.  There was no parade.  No big event in  Staples Center .  No wall-to-wall, back-to-back 24x7 news coverage.  No weeping fans on television.  And that’s not right!  Let’s give Shifty his own memorial service, online, in our own quiet way.  Please forward this email to everyone you know. Especially to the veterans.  Rest in peace, Shifty.  Chuck Yeager, Maj. General [ret.]  P.S. I think that it is amazing how the “media” chooses our “heroes” these days… Elvis, Michael Jackson, Whitney Houston & the like.

It’s not going to spank itself!!

As she passed by and smiled my heart ached for her. Its been six years since we last spoke. That is six years of pain and agony. I wish her well till we meet again.