It was like the deeper he went, the more he invented new nerve endings that I’d never had, or at the very least discovered them where no other man w...s equipped to find them. As I came yet again, he slapped each of my tits, just to watch them jiggle, then lifted me up and set my ass on the counter, lifting my long flexible legs, pinning my ankles next to my ears as his cock shoved what felt like a mile inside me, using the new position to feed what, 18? 22? two feet? Of cock into me, his big. Use diya hai aur mai agle din uske diye hue address par pahoonch kar use phone kiya or kaha ki main bahar khada hoon to usne kaha basement mein aa jao jaise hi main basement mein pahooncha usne gate open kara. Usne ek black top or capri pahni hui thi, mai to ussr dekhte he pagal ho gaya . usne mujhe drawing room me baithaya or pani diya or kaha thodi der betho main abhi aati hoon. main sofe par baith kar uska wait karne laga thodi der baad wo aayi or mujhe cold drink diya, maine jaise hi cold. When they arrived at Suzie's house, the party looked like any other get-together, except that all of the 30 or more guests were women. The house was a large, traditional Key West house with two floors and a pool at the back with the backyard was fenced in and quite private. Suzie welcomed her guests and directed them to the large kitchen where there were drinks and snacks. The girls got themselves a glass of wine, found Marie and Deborah in the living room and started to chat. Sally and Sam saw. On one hand: determined, driven, certain. You know who you are. You know your mind. Your outward desires and reality are as clear as day.And so you resent and revile your own baser instincts- your tearing, teeth-on-edge irritation at yourself that your own wants and desires pull you off the predictable, relentless beat, towards your off-beat, fallible pulse instead.Because, your pulse is racing and slowing: not based on your own free-will, but upon mine.That little prick. He’s always winding.