1. Different Gyms Do Train The Body Better!


    Date: 5/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Cheating, Lactation, Romance, Violence, Author: DunafromSOL, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    “Yep. And voice recordings, too. I have all the evidence I need to burn you down to the ground.” A look of fear crossed her face, then. “Don’t worry, Mel. I was prepared to use them if I needed to, as leverage. But, you’ve been cooperative. Stay cooperative, and I promise they will never see the light of day.” “Tomorrow, we can tell the kids that we’re getting a divorce. I’ll be moving in with my parents the next day.” She made one last attempt, “Burt,….it will be difficult to live without you. You have been my only love…please…” Her voice was weak and soft, like a child’s whisper. I steeled myself, “ I am sorry Mel. After I move out…if you need something, something with the house or with the kids…well, you have my number. But as for anything else? My mind is made up. That’s the way it is.” Melinda began crying again. I was difficult telling the kids that we were going to divorce. We didn’t say anything about Melinda’s romps with Rob, and the kids were mystified. They cried, and we promised them that it wasn’t their fault, but that there was no chance of us getting back together. I moved out the next day, and into the next chapter of my life. 4. Chapter How had I traveled to our Galaxy the Milky Way? My parents were saddened by our divorce, but they were glad when their grandchild spent the weekends with us every second weekend. Everyone adjusted over time. I didn’t date much. I worked a lot, saw my kids as much as I could, and really didn’t dedicate much time to women. ...
    After a year or so, I began to get very lonely. I tried internet dating and such, but none of the women I met appealed to me. It seemed every woman I had any interest in was either hard and jaded by men, or was a woman of loose morals. The latter category made for a few fun dates, but I was interested in something serious and long-term. On a lark, I investigated international dating websites. I had always had an interest in Buddhism, and found myself on a website dedicated to dating Laotian women. That’s where I met her. Her name was Laya Bounxouei. She was beautiful, she was young (only 23), and she was smart. She was a university graduate taught at Laotian high school. Her father was a surgeon, her mother a nurse. She was interested in finding an American man. I started chatting with her, and we got along great. She was fluent in English. Did I mention she was beautiful? She was tall for a Laotian gal, 5’3, with long black hair, dark eyes and light, honey-brown skin. Petite, but she had nice breasts, almost too big for her small frame (but not quite!). I was drawn to her. I told her I was recently divorced, and had two teenage kids. At first I thought it this news would be difficult her, but she only wanted to know the circumstances of my divorce. I told her the truth, and she told me that she would never cheat on me. After a few months of correspondence and video-chat, we planned for me to go to Laos to meet her. I used my secret money fund for the trip (it had come in handy, ...
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