Enough of the banter, back to the sex, I walked her into the house and into her bedroom, I could feel her hands trembling slightly as I opened the doo... and she went inside, we walked to the bed and I dropped my shorts, took off my shirt as she dropped her towel and sat on the bed she was naked, I crawled to the centre of the bed and laid on my back with my head on the pillow she mounted me, taking my cock and sliding it into her vagina as she sank down on me, there was a sharp intake of breath. In the meantime, Robert’s cock driving into her gaping pussy was sending her to new highs. As tightly fastened as she was, she tried to rock her hips with each stroke, hoping to get some more pressure on her clit. She needed to cum so badly. She was long past being embarrassed or humiliated. She had had it driven home to her that she was June’s slut. That she was being bred at June’s whim. She was here to be used – she just needed to cum!!But once again, the cock slipped out and she cried out. Puss - "Can I help you find anything, sir?" The saleswoman's voice makes me jump. Literally. I can't remember the last time someone made me actually jump. My heart is suddenly in my throat and the only reason I don't shriek is that I can't make my mouth work. I feel my face absolutely burning as I gape at the woman like a dying fish. When my voice finally works, I gasp out a "No, just looking!" And then turn even redder when I realize how that sounds right now with where I’m standing. The lady. Eventually he sighed and shifted in his seat.“The doctor asked us a question I couldn’t answer. He wanted to know if we thought this was a genuine suicide attempt. I wondered why he was asking us. We weren’t there. Then I realized he was asking the question based on the wider context and I was troubled.”I nodded for him to continue, but he wasn’t looking at me. He was staring forwards and down at the floor.“You warned me that she was at risk of attempting suicide the other week. You’re just a.