‘She said some people use sex to show love, and some people just use sex for themselves.,’ she answered. ‘And do you understand that?’ I press...d. She frowned. ‘Not really, but I think I kind of get it.’ ‘Okay,’ I said. ‘Tell me exactly what you think it means.’ ‘Well,’ she started, and thought for a moment, then, ‘I think what she said was, if two people really love each other, they use sex to make each other feel good.’ Pretty simplistic, I thought, but accurate. ‘And what does that tell you. He began slapping my ass as he fucked me with more intensity. It was all that I could handle, but I wasn’t going to scream for mercy. Instead, I begged him for more. He slapped my ass with more force and my eyes were tearing from the pain. “You like that, bitch?” He asked in a mocking tone. “Yes! Yes!” I screamed. By this time, the table was moving from his hard thrusts and my hands were sweating from the pleasure. “Cum inside me, please!” I begged him. He met my pleas with more slaps on my now. Our tongues locked in a fever, darting in and out of each others mouths. I ran my hands down your back, caressing your warm body. I stopped when I reached your ass, and pulled you closer, so you could feel my stiff hardon, poking through my pants. You started to grind your pussy against me, making me even harder, as if that were possible.I caressed your ass cheeks, as the intensity of our kisses ramped up. I put my hands on the crack of your ass, gently kneading, pinching, squeezing them, ever. ‘I wouldn’t slam down the appetizer, but if I took as long as you’re taking,’ I said, ‘I would be ready for another meal before I was done the first.’ ‘That’s not necessarily a bad thing in this context,’ he said. Back around to the front and there went another button. This was maddening. While I had the concentration I frantically attacked his belt. My urgency made my attempts as inept as a virgin trying to unhook his first bra without benefit of seeing the mechanism. His mouth attacked mine.