As a young man in my mid twenties, I treasured the physical passion. As the years have passed today being in the mid thirties, I have come to value th... true meaning of passion – sharing a lifetime of experiences with a mate. I still, however, remember those wild days of youth with satisfaction and once in awhile yearn for those women to come back into my life again. There was one brief encounter that will never escape my memory. I was a young and impressionable nineteen-year-old when I spent a. Her figure was 40 40 48 - any one who liked ass would have lots of it with her. Once again, no action from her man.She was welcomed at the door by Chloe. Who took her overcoat and led her into the lounge.On entry Tracey's eyes opened wide and her jaw dropped open on seeing Jen & Nat. They girls welcomed her warmly: "Never mind you will not need those heavy clothes for long." "Oh I think I misunderstood the dress code, sorry." "Never mind, a few Vodkas and no one will care."In normal parties. "If we're going to have this new honesty between us thing, you have to be honest with me. It's not fair for you to demand that I tell you things if you won't share things with me too!"Cora was only mildly astonished at her daughte's reaction. The girl was growing up, after all."Fair enough" she said, parking the car. "I think there is a possibility that your Uncle Bob is the father of those babies."Mindy's shocked face and the complete silence in the car made Cora suddenly doubt that honesty. I grasp both wrists, yank her off the floor and throw her onto the bed. Before she has chance to recover, I’m on top of her - using my weight and my strength to subdue her. Only now do I see that she’s naked, as I watch her squirm and fight. Her tits jiggle as she struggles against my hold. I’m not making the same mistake twice. My hands are like vices, pinning her to the bed. But they’re too close, I recoil as her mouth finds my wrist and she bites. The pain sharpens my focus and I pull her.