Carol was going to college part time and being a mom the rest of the time. She and Alan settled into a nice family life while I hung in the peripheral..., just outside their intimate circle. A few months after I moved to the city I was having a beer with Alan and we started talking about my life in the seamy bars and locals. He knew I never had a permanent girlfriend wondered out loud if I liked fucking the dregs of society, the girls that would get drunk or high and screw anybody, man or woman,. ”“It’s a pleasure to meet you Ms. Reichert, Mr. Patterson.”“Likewise, Jacob,” Patterson said. “Ms. Levy showed us one of your performances and explained she was working as producer for you and the young woman you play with. I know that the relationship changes when you work in that kind of environment. All my soccer players call me by my first name.”“It’s true,” I said. “I didn’t mean to be disrespectful. I’ve never known my cross country coach as anything but Jock.”“You run for Jock Anderson?. I didn't care; taking a final drag off of my cigarette and dropping it to the stone floor, I shoved back into him with each push. I began to heat up quickly in my leathers, and sweat formed soon after, which only seemed to heighten the experience for both of us. His cock drove into me, over and over with reckless abandon, causing me to cry out in delight and sheer lust. I was lost in the moment when suddenly I felt him shake a little bit, and he unexpectedly pulled back and out of me,. She starts gasping, pleading for me to stop. “ Please. Let’s just forget it. I’m sorry. I’m sorry, so sorry. Please!” I grab her thighs and start spreading her legs apart. She grabs my head, trying to get it off of her mouth, probably so she could whimper and beg one more time. I force my tongue into her mouth and continue kissing her, waiting a few seconds before removing my lips from hers. “ Please. Please, I can’t. Please. Please. I can't .” She pleads. “ I know. You told me everything,.