”“Oh, now it’s LITTLE?”Titter. “Mine is. Yours is abusive. And I desire abuse.”“I shall provide what you wish,” I grinned. Yes, I look...d forward to this part of our lives very much.We hit the apartment heading in two directions, her to the kitchen, me to the laundry room, each bent on keeping our lives neat and clean. I was folding clothes. I could back up, look into the kitchen see Lena’s jeans-clad form busy at the counter, preparing a meal. Domestic bliss, it was.I finished my task of. Could you keep an eye on Mrs. Tandy for a while?” “Ok,” John said. “I will be back as soon as possible.” “No problem.” He followed the nurse into the house, feeling surprisingly nervous and tense. Norma let him into her room, then turned and left. Mrs. Tandy didn’t look much different than the last time he had seen her. Plastered body, resting in a complicated maze of ropes, metal bars, and weights, bare flesh showing here and there. The only difference was that her casted left foot was. ” I whispered, and rewarded her with an ardent drive of my hips, piercing myself to the hilt with her weapon, then drawing it deeper with my consuming muscles. Elena’s other hand went to my hair, snaking the fingers through until she was at the roots. “Go on. Pull it.” I prompted with a giggle. She did, stretching my neck back, sending delightful stings deep into my roots. The sensation crept down my spine, mingling with the deep invasion of my nethers. I closed my eyes to the sky, and took my. Early morning sunlight wasn’t penetrating her eyelids yet, so it was probably still early. Then she felt the nudge of an erection against her arse; that must have been what had woken her. It took her a moment to remember that it should be Charlie’s. His arms were wrapped around her possessively, and she was sweaty where her back rested against his hairy chest. Her back, arse, and legs were sore and somewhat stiff. She took a deep breath and tried to stretch a bit. It hurt to move, and she.