She tried to get another job, students hereabouts were two a penny, all after an income, and there was nothing, so her prospect was looking bleak. Thr...e long weeks past, still nothing, her head a mess sleep being hard, her fantasies vivid, her worries on the job front ever present, she resorted to what she called “bateing” to get her to sleep, wanking really, strumming, self-gratification. The memory of her landlord taking his pound of flesh, using her like a lump of available meat, always in. "You know it makes me crazy when you do this stuff to me." Yeah." I grinned. "I know."I made Yann drive and fucked Sean in the car. It occurred to me how different I saw things. There was a time when I would have thought a car was too tight for a good fuck. Now, however, I couldn't remember the last time I took a drive without being ridden.Of course, I also couldn't remember the last time I went fourteen hours without a fuck. My life had become an ongoing wet dream and to all appearances, I. Then she says I’m a bit surprised, Father, you know. I thought all you’d want to do was talk about ... Jesus Christ! Get it?”I chuckled at my own joke. Tom, Jack, Gabby and Susan all laughed too. Annie looked confused.“I don’t get it.”“Think about it,” I said. I wiggled my little finger and then drew my hands apart like a fisherman boasting about the one that got away.“Oh,” Annie said. She went bright red, which made the rest of us laugh even harder. “So,” she said, “is it meant to mean that. I was in a shock and her nipples were visible from her blouse and she had a chubby belly and her ass was round and curry and her Mangal sutra was hanging between her cleavage and my manhood just awoke up and I was hard on my 8 inch cookI just went near her and starting smooching her and she was responding well with tears in her eyes and I whispered in her ears “let’s make baby my bitch” and lifted her took her to the bedroom and made her sleep and I was being polite at unhooking her blouse so.