She still believed that Gary, or any man for that matter, would find her less desirable if she couldn't control herself.After all, self-control is imp...rtant, right? What if he tells me not to cum and I can't do it?Maybe she had to practice, but she wasn't sure if she'd have time. Gary had said what he could do in person was 'a raging fire' compared to online. She didn't doubt it. Her skin flushed. Controlling herself wasn't going to be easy.Her mind wandered as her imagination took over. The. It has to be insane in Hyde Park!”“I didn’t say the house I was renting, I said my house,” I said with a grin.“Wait, aren’t you from Ohio?”“More or less. I was born in California, but my parents live in Ohio, which is where I went to High School.”“Then how do you have a house?”“I bought it with my dad in April,” I said as I turned to walk up the steps.“No fucking way! You live HERE?”“Yes, I do.”“Holy shit! Do you live alone?”“Right now, yes, but once everyone comes back for school I’ll have. A woman who calls another female a "cow" probablyhas an image like this in mind; with her breasts suspended beneath her,hanging free and clear, there's certainly something bovine about a big-breasted woman.As they change angle with respect to the voyeur--I mean, viewer--titslook different. Straight-on, on a young woman, they're high, round,full, firm, and sleek. Seen from the side, in profile, the same set oftits resembles ski slopes with rounded undersides. Seen from behind andbelow, with. “I lie on my bed when I’m alone and I fuck myself with this and I think of you. I say your name when I cum. I lie on my stomach and press it under me onto my clit and think about you. I cum so hard when I think about you. Since we’ve been fucking I think about you when I fuck Brendan. I have to stop myself from saying your name. I wish he made me cum like you do,” she was losing herself in the ecstasy of the pink toy and I knew she was close to climaxing but I wanted her to keep talking. “Tell.