Despite her age, they were so soft looking and just plain lovely to behold. She also was always perfectly pedicured. She was a high-end business woman... always wearing form fitting female suits and all manner of heels. It was the heels I loved most. However, as hot as she was, she was a complete bitch. You have not met a bitchy woman until you have met this one. She was super uptight from her job and a workout nazi. She was up Jon and I’s asses all the time. If she knew half the shit we got up. She leaned down into her work and I could smell her, the woman of her, her desire and her need. She put her arms on either side of my head and came all the way down onto my chest, her small tits mashed into me, her face next to mine, her breathing hot in my ear. He cunt was like warm silk over me.< I want to kiss him >She fucked down onto me, grinding her cunt into my pubes, trying to get me off as fast as she could. I could feel her resistance mount again. Sure she'd fucked her Johns before,. ’ ‘Come closer.’ She sat facing him. He reached for her hips and pulled her onto his lap. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and placed her hands on his shoulders. An entire lifetime flashed before their eyes. Suddenly, she was 15 years old again. Walking in to the common room after the Christmas holidays. He was always the first person she wanted to see. She knew exactly where to find him. And time after time she’d know he was present by the sound of his laughter. Then, he was 19 and. "Brad, I've answered all your questions as thoroughly, as completely, and as honestly as I can. Do you still believe I was discontented with you in the bedroom? I have to know the truth. I just can't let you think I'm unhappy with the way you make love to me."Brad sighed a little and leaned forward in his chair. "I believe you," he said. "After listening to your screwed up logic about why you did what you did, I believe your motives had nothing to do with being dissatisfied with me."Terri.