I needed to be inside her. "Brielle, oh, oh yeah, OH!" I moaned uncontrollably. I could feel her smiling. I pulled her up and immediately took that sl...tty top off. The sight of her tits made me growl with hunger. I bent down and nibbled them for all I was worth and felt Brielle moan softly. "Oh, baby, yeah, do me, baby, do me" She whispered and I could understand the desperation in her voice. I found my way to her neck and licked it with my hot tongue. Brielle wrapped her legs around my waist. It only acted up – or rather down – when Ben was with a woman. He couldn’t understand it. It had never happened before. Sarah came next. Or, more accurately, she didn’t. That ‘amour’ lasted one frustrating night. Ben was able to convince himself that he had been distracted by the fact that her tits were noticeably different sizes and her voice had grated on his ears, once it was not disguised by the pounding music of the Disco. But then a nagging little voice told him he was only fooling. It felt as though there was some one touching my leg. I awoke and looked under the desk to see nothing touching my leg at all. I wondered for a moment what the hell it could have been touching me. I thought to myself, could it be Morgan, Nooooo, it couldn’t be, she hated me in every way. I pondered to myself as Jeremy kept talking and making the girls laugh. The next day in class I was wide awake and ready to learn for once. We had our little discussion part of the class and then we went. God what a mess. Quite frankly he was surprised as hell that she’d stayed with him as long as she had. He’d done nothing but degrade and humilate her the entire time they’d been back together, and yet she never complained. She did everything she could to please him. His ex-wife had struggled with her self-confidence since he’d known her, but even so, she’d always demanded to be treated with respect. Why was she letting him treat her like dirt now, he wondered. Sure, she’d fucked around on him a.