100 Days
I woke with a start when the garbage truck dropped the dumpster behind my townhouse. Oh, my head. I snuggled up against Jane and cupped her breast in my left hand as we spooned together in bed, my hard cock wedged comfortably between her ass cheeks. She moaned a little and turned to kiss me good morning. Fucking hell! This wasn't Jane. And the worst day of my life began. Let me tell you; it really had to go some to get worse than yesterday. I thought that was unbeatable. Oh, it started...