Her dark hair seductively covered her half exposed breasts. Her hands were near her pussy. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to fuck her at any cost. She...was pressing her boobs with the pillow. I bet she was horny. Then she licked her two fingers and inserted it in her shorts. I was out of control and removed my pant. I started stroking my penis. Her eyes grew brighter. She was gazing at my eight inch cock. Her fingers pounded her wet pussy. She was now looking in my eyes and was moaning. I. I’ll take your word for your figure. Are you comfortable with a man? What would you do if Sam grabbed your ass?”Again Cathy looked shocked. “Why ... why ... I don’t know. What should I do?”Kelly said, “Do what feels right. Mike is wonderful with me. He knows how, and in what ways, I was abused by the Russians. He’s always gentle. Lately, though, he’s become more aggressive as he learns what I like and how I respond.”There was warmth in her eyes as she spoke. “When we had our little apartment at. .. get over it and work stuff out?" Yeah, pretty much. Am I out of my mind?" No, Mom," Robert said. "You're right. We can get over it ... if we have to. But I want to tell you that, I don't feel like this is anything I want to get over. Andy and I have talked about it, a lot. Maybe as much as you and his mom have. We both want to be with ... both of you. There's no doubt in our minds." He's right and I agree," Andy added, without cracking this time, thank goodness."That's good enough for me,. I'm not just enjoying this — that's not a strong enough word. I try to stand aside psychologically — to revisit my analytical self — and watch my reactions objectively — but I can't be objective. I'm not just enjoying it. I'm lost in it. Abandoned to it. Unaware of anything beyond, Ylena, me, the spanking horse and Ylena's toys. The sensation is extraordinary and I know that this is why I came. I would not be anywhere else for anything."Ah ha! What a nice hot red bottom!" I feel Ylena's hand on.