Last weekend Hubby just could not get enough sex. I don't know what it was, he didn't know what it was either, but the desire was never ending and that man could not keep his hands off of me. We kept going until we ran out of condoms. I was actually on the verge of calling HIM insatiable, lol.

Monday morning he left for his annual conference in San Diego. Usually we join him, but we've been many times and decided to pass this year. We mostly hung around the house, except for yesterday when we headed to Half Moon Bay. My friend Beth and family lives there, right at the beach and we had a nice relaxing day. Well, except we went and donated blood. She'd already had an appointment, so I decided to join her. We both kinda freak over needles, but were gonna push past it. Ironically, her iron was too low and she couldn't do it, but I still did it. Then we went out to eat and back to their house for a rousing game of Pictionary. It was fun!!

Hubby called as I was backing in to the driveway, just getting home, Youngest asleep in the back and Eldest immediately hopping out and heading for a late night round of video games. We talked for a while, as we had every night. He asked if I'd gotten condoms when I went to Costco the other day. When I told him I had, he told me to be prepared to use up the whole box when he gets home...there are 40 condoms in the box!

I was in the shower when he got home. If the kids weren't home, wanting some Dad time too, I'd have pulled him right in the shower with me. But instead we shared a very nice wet kiss. However, once I was out of the shower, I was barely able to comb my hair out before the bedroom door was closed and locked. It felt like it did back when we were first going out and hadn't seen each other in a couple of days. Lots of love and passion. Not that we don't usually have that, lol. It was just...really nice.

I have a feeling that, in between family time, it's gonna be an...umm...energetic weekend of love!!

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A Newborn's Conversation with God

A baby asked God, "They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow,
but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?"

God said, "Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you."

The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I don't have
to do anything but sing and smile to be happy.."

God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you.
And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy."

Again the small child asked, "And how am I going to be able to understand
when people talk to me if I don't know the language?"

God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words
you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will
teach you how to speak."

"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"

God said, "Your angel will place your hands together and will teach
you how to pray."

"Who will protect me?"

God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life."

"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore."

God said, "Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach
you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you."

At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth
could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, "God, if I am to leave
now, please tell me my angel's name."

God said, You will simply call her, " Mom ."

I am a 47 year old divorced woman with 2 daughters, 23 and 20. I was a cheerleader in college and have stayed in good shape since. About 6 months ago, I attended a fashion show at a downtown hotel. At its conclusion, I went by the hotel bar for a "happy hour" drink. A handsome young man struck up a conversation and I enjoyed flirting back. We soon found ourselves checking into a room upstairs where we had wild sex for several hours before I went home, because I had to work the next morning. He and I continued to see each other about once a week.
About 2 months ago, my 23 yo daughter introduced me to her new boyfriend. They had been dating fairly serious for about 8 weeks. I was eager for the introduction because she had started dropping hints that "he might be the one" and how she was so glad to have such a loyal decent boyfriend. Imagine my shock when I opened the door and the young man she introduced as her bf was the lover I had been meeting in the city. He had been seeing me the entire time he had dated her. It was an awkward evening but she never noticed. She assumed it was just parent meeting serious bf jitters. He and I met privately once more for lunch, at which time I informed him that I would not be seeing him again - because he was dating my daughter.
Should I tell her he is not the "loyal" bf she thinks he is? The fact that he would sleep with me isn't the problem. The problem I have is that he slept with me while wooing her and convincing her that he was so "true" to her. I had the impression at our "last lunch" that if I would have been willing to betray my daughter, then he would have been happy to continue with me. I haven't said anything yet, because I wanted to avoid the embarrassment to both her and I. Besides, I thought she might as well enjoy him sexually as I certainly did. But now, as she grows ever more serious about him and contemplates marriage, I worry. If he would cheat on a gorgeous sweet kind intelligent (I'm her mom) 23 yo who was homecoming and prom queen, then he will certainly cheat when she is 33 and pregnant. No way could he be trusted to be a good loyal husband. Should I tell her? If I do, what is the best way? If I don't tell and she marries him, how could I live with myself if he left her for a 28 yo when she is 40? If I do tell and she breaks up, will she believe him if he claims that HE was the one who broke up and I WANTED to continue? I'm scared to tell her and scared not to. What should I do?

One day, I stood home from work feeling sick with the flu. I saw my neighbor's wife walking around her home in the nude. Her husband had already left for work as she was all alone and roaming freely. She was minding her business and doing her house chores. She went about her morning duties and headed into the washroom to put on the laundry.

She had a great looking body with large breasts and a fat ass. Her long black hair was placed in a bun and her pubic arc was shadowed by her dark feminine vaginal hairs. It was quite a turn on for me to have finally seen my neighbor in her womanly essence. However, I sympathized with her for letting herself go ungroomed for such a long amount of time. She had a lavish bush between her legs which was quite admirable.

I tried not to stare at her to long from across the window to avoid making it suspicious that I was watching. I was in a cold sweat from my illness and my nose began to run. I sniffled inconspicously to avoid drawing her attention towards. I wanted to continue at her as I was getting hard of her beautiful appearance. Suddenly, she had disapeared from my sight but returned with a large 12 inch dildo.

I did not expect this from her but there must have been a reason for why she owns a sex toy of that massive quality. It appears that her husband has been leaving her unsatisfied every day before he left for work. I cant really say what goes on in her life as she rarely speaks to me. Although, I have noticed that she has taken long stares at me while I am resting in the backyard. However, out of respect for her marriage I have always ignored her to avoid over communicating with her and jeapordizing her relationship.

I watched her as she placed her dildo's suction onto the front of the washing machine and turned on the wash. She bent down to her knees and began to slide every inch into her gaping vaginal hole. She began to rock herself back and forth onto it while the machine spun in cylces. She grabbed her breasts as I could hear her moans ever so clearly from across her window. I stared into her envious of her selfish desires as I grabbed onto my cock and began to stroke myself as she moved the dildo in and out of her wet pussy.

She caused a feeling inside me which was wanting to break free for a long time. I stroked as vigorously as I could possible. However, my desires were to vocal as I caused her to look into my direction. She became startled by the scene that she saw across her window. She did not expect me to be home today as she disappeared into the other room and left her dildo stationed on the washing machine.

She came back wearing a night robe as I hid behind the curtain and continued to peak into her home. She ripped off her sex toy and threw into the laundry basket. She cautiously placed her laundry on top to avoid anyone from seeing where she kept it. I noticed she was trying to get a better look into my window and see if I was still there. She had an frantic expression on her face like if she saw something on the other side which she caused her to stare deeply.

She was staring into the head of my dick as It was still peaking out my window. She had caused me to become so stiff that when I pulled the curtain before me, it draped over the length of my dick. Although, she did not see me persoanlly, she saw what I was carrying between my legs. She left after she took a closer look at it but did not return.

I picked up my pajama bottoms and laid in bed trying to avoid masturbating myself any further. I allowed my cold sweat to subside until the doorbell rang. I was not expecting company this morning, but when I attended the door. It was her, my neighbor wearing what she adorned while I was watching. Her silk night robe slightly revealing her feminine shape and erect nipples.

I dont think she took the time to put on a bra or panties but she had on her pink high heels. I asked her, "What can I be of serve to her this morning." She replied by asking, "Do have any fabric softner to loan her." I said "yes, I do." and proceeded to go look for it, all in awhile striking up brief conversation with her. I went into my mashroom and informed her that I also needed to do my laundry but that I would wait until she return with the fabric softner.

She said, "No please I will therefore wait until you do your laundry." I implied flirtaciously and indicated that maybe we can do our laundry together. She looked into me and said, "I can wait until you put your clothes into the laundry if you dont mind me in your home." I said,"Not at all and that she was welcome to stay for the visit." I believed I did what every neighborly bachelor would do with his neighbor's wife.

She waited patiently in the dining room as she stood on a chair with her hands across her lap. I felt that this was my opportunity to make an advancement at her as I took off my shirt and pjama bottoms and walked around my home in the nude. I placed my clothes in the laundry and proceed to walk by her. My dick lagged its stiffnes and girth but it still swayed from side to side as I walked. Her hands quickly raised over her bustier and grabbed the lacing of her robe.

She did not say a word or motion to leave as I walked up the stairs and went into my bedroom. I went to look for a change of clothing as I heard her yelling at me from the bottom of the satirs, saying she will be back shortly as she had to go. I made a fool of myself and chased her away, I was disappointed in myself and angry that I allowed my sexual desires to become offensive to my neighbor's wife.

I went into the bathroom and splashed a cold water onto my face. I heard the doorbell ring again as I went down to see who it was. Surprisingly, it was her again, she came back with her laundry basket. I couldnt believe that she had taken me up on my offer. Although, I am glad that she was not upset with my sexual advancements.I had already placed my change of clothing on and was wearing my jeans witout a shirt.

She followed me into the washroom as she placed her basket beside mine. She began to say, "I see that you also like doing your laundry in the nude, is that a thing of the norm for you?" I said, "frequently I do whenever I do my laundry." She replied I normally get naked while my husband is at work but hate to get redress before he gets home since he is so undemanding." I said, "Sounds like quite a disappointment for you." She replied, "Yes, I prefer to be wanted and desired by a man."

I took my chance once again and dropped my pants to show her that I had a lot of desires for her. I placed my clean jeans into the laundry as if they were old and dirty. She saw that I was standing by her side naked so she took off her silk robe and stayed with me in the nude. I took a deep admirable stare into her naked body as her eyes dropped downward and stared into my elongated cock. Her eyes had the craving of sexual hunger as she seemed to want to devour my girth deep into her salivating mouth.

I saw that she went into a transe as soon as she saw my dick in front of her. So I turned on the washine machine to see what she would do. I thought the sound of the machine would startle her but instead she turned around and backed her ass towards me and raised her hips over my shaft. Her pussy instantly swallowed my elngated mass penetrating her deep. She came towards me and held my dick tight between her legs.

She pulled away and slid back into me throughout the first cylcle of an empty washing machine. I reached into her laundry basket and grabbed her 12 inch sex toy and began to fondle her ass hole as she stroked my cock within her vaginal extremities. I grabbed her dildo by the base of the suction and gyrated her ass hole with the head of the plastic penis until she opened her butthole wider. I forced it into her with the least amount of force until it remained stationed within her ass cheeks. I continued to allow her to stroke her pussy onto my cock while my body pushed the dildo foward forcing it to imbedd itself deeper into her ass hole.

Okay let us discuss the basic differences between men and women.
I asked my wife two or three nights ago what would be her next day off. She said this coming Friday and next week it will be Tuesday and Thursday and the next week after that I will be on my regular rotation of Monday and Wednesday but after that I will have to switch to Monday and Tuesday due to Christmas approaching.
After she spouted off all the shit I didn't need or want to know She said You aren't even listening to me you are back to watching the football game. I said No I listened intently until you answered my question and after you did that then I went back to watching the football game. That pissed her off.

A cat died and went to Heaven. God met her at the gates and said, 'You have been a good cat all these years. Anything you want is yours for the asking.'

The cat thought for a minute and then said, 'All my life I lived on a farm and slept on hard wooden floors. I would like a real fluffy pillow to sleep on.'

God said, 'Say no more.' Instantly the cat had a huge fluffy pillow.

A few days later, six mice were killed in an accident and they all went to Heaven together. God met the mice at the gates with the same offer that He made to the cat

The mice said, 'Well, we have had to run all of our lives: from cats, dogs, and even people with brooms! If we could just have some little roller skates, we would not have to run again.'
God answered, 'It is done.' All the mice had beautiful little roller skates.

About a week later, God decided to check on the cat. He found her sound asleep on her fluffy pillow. God gently awakened the cat and asked, 'Is everything okay? How have you been doing? Are you happy?'

The cat replied, 'Oh, it is WONDERFUL. I have never been so happy in my life. The pillow is so fluffy, and those little Meals on Wheels you have been sending over are delicious!'

Just got out of the jail, which was followed by a trip to the hospital. Not fun typing one handed, which I will explain. I was pulled over because the cop said my light over my license plate was out. Other than the inconvenience, everything was going Ok. I asked the cop if I could go take a look quick, as my car was just in the body shop. I was rear ended, and the back of my car needed work.
He said fine, so I walked back, and sure enough, there was tape over it. THe tape had paint that matched my car. I showed it to the officer, and that the light was fine.
He said he would run my plate and license and be right back. I got back in the car expecting to be let go. He comes back, says he is giving me a ticket for the light not working. I said that it was, the body shop just forgot the tape. He said that since it was covered, he could cite me.
I told him "What the fuck ever, see you in court on this one"
He tells me to get out of the car. I do, and he throws me against the car and starts to cuff me. I yell at him demanding to know why.
He threw me to the ground, and puts his knee in my back. I do nothing to antagonize him, hoping there is a camera in his car. As he is pulling my other arm back, he does not let it rotate and starts screaming "QUIT RESISTING!" I am in pain as he is pulling my arm out of the socket "My arm does not bend that way!"
Eventually there is a pop, I can feel things inside tearing and I am out. I wake up in a cell, arm will not work, whoe body hurts. I finally get a chance to call someone, so I call my father who is an attorney. He came down, bailed me out, and in checking my wounds found taser marks. He asked me about it, but I do not remember getting tasered. I recounted it all, and he was skeptical. I asked if the police had cams now (I heard rumors, but never felt compelled to check, never thought I would need to know)
He said they did, so he made a call, and got the recorder while my mom took me to the hospital.
Dislocated shoulder, turn rotator cuff, torn ligaments, broken collar bone, cracked ribs, and they count 18 different taser wounds. Not sure if that means 18 times I was tasered, or 9 times (2 marks per tasering)
Now, this happened in a city that is not where I live.Not even the same county. My dad is the city attorney where we live, and he felt no problems rocking the boat where this cop is at. He is pressing charges against him. Good to have someone in my corner that knows the rules, and managed to get the dash cam before they could erase it.
The doctors are not sure how well my arm would heal. They have to let the swelling go down a bit, but I have to go into surgery this weekend. I have been advised to wait on any lawsuits until after this cop is taken care of. If I do not look greedy, just down trodden (how hard will that be at the moment) I can get more sympathy. Honestly, all I want is to pay all the bills, and if my arm is not what it was before, to be compensated for that. Oh, and for this cops life to be ruined. As much as I hate to take anyone else down, I hope he is married with a family, just so he has to deal with them leaving him. I would feel bad for the family, but if it could cause him more pain. I want him put in prison for felony assault and put in genereal population where all the scumbags can take turns turning his asshole inside out. When the wind blows, I want his ass to whistle.
I want it to be worse each time he is violated. When he gets used to the largest cock, I want them to start shoving arms and other objects up there.
I want his arms yanked back like he did me. Have his arm dislocated just as the guy drops a load in his ass.
When he is out of prison, I want him peniless and homeless. I want him wandering the streets, filthy and hopeless. I want him sobbing as he dies alone.
You might say this is a bit harsh, but I don't think so. He abused his power. I got upset, and told him I would see him in court. If he was confident in his choice to cite me, he should have looked forward to it. I questioned his authority, and he beat the shit out of me. I just wish I could have fought back.

I knew my husband was messing around on me. But just never could catch him. I cut my leg with razor while shaving looked in his shaving kit for that little pen that stops you from bleeding. Well Well i found condoms and K-Y jelly i knew we never used either of the two. So I got a syringe filled it with Hot Pepper Juice and injected it into the K-Y Jelly Tube. Oh what a blistered Dick he had I only hope she got a little feel of it to. Happly Divorced

Why I Carry a Gun.
My old grandpa said to me, "Son, there comes a time in every man's life when he stops bustin' knuckles and starts bustin' caps and usually it's when he becomes too old to take an ass whoopin'." I don't carry a gun to kill people. I carry a gun to keep from being killed. I don't carry a gun to scare people. I carry a gun because sometimes this world can be a scary place. I don't carry a gun because I'm paranoid. I carry a gun because there are real threats in the world. I don't carry a gun because I'm evil. I carry a gun because I have lived long enough to see the evil in the world. I don't carry a gun because I hate the government. I carry a gun because I understand the limitations of government. I don't carry a gun because I'm angry. I carry a gun so that I don't have to spend the rest of my life hating myself for failing to be prepared. I don't carry a gun because I want to shoot someone. I carry a gun because I want to die at a ripe old age in my bed, and not on a sidewalk somewhere tomorrow afternoon. I don't carry a gun to make me feel like a man. I carry a gun because men know how to take care of themselves and the ones they love. I don't carry a gun because I feel inadequate. I carry a gun because unarmed and facing three armed thugs, I am inadequate. I don't carry a gun because I love it.. I carry a gun because I love life and the people who make it meaningful to me." Police Protection" is an oxymoron. Free citizens must protect themselves. Police do not protect you from crime; they investigate the crime after it happens. and then try to clean up the mess. Personally, I carry a gun because I'm too young to die and too old to take an ass whoopin'."..author unknown (but obviously brilliant)
Remember the average response time to a 911 call is over 4 minutes. The Average response time of a 357 magnum is 1400 Feet Per Second