You can possibly get the marriage annulled or you’ve got to figure out how to train him to satisfy your needs. Tell me your feelings about those two...options.”Marnie said that she loved the guy or she wouldn’t have married him so the second option was the best one. She hadn’t a clue how to go about it though. Phil had been thinking about that very issue and said that his older sister Sally was a personal trainer at a gym and was used to teaching people how to do things with their body. She was. He had his pick of women. He was always going out with different women, and making sure in the locker room that every guy knew that women were getting his rocks off on a regular basis, especially me.It was my winter break from third year at college and 22 years old, when I saw Tommy go into my ex-girlfriend's parent's house. I knew he was in for a major case of blue balls, that why I broke up with her (I now know that I enjoy being left with blue balls, and sought out women that were. Our tongues started dueling. She started making hissing sounds and arching her body trying to hit her cunt with my erection. Take me Saab fuck me I want your hot rod inside me, fuck me now. Saying this she pulled my head on her chest and started ruffling my hair and kissing on my hair cheeks and lips and virtually smothering me in her breasts. But I wanted to enjoy her fully and make her my sex slave forever. I stepped back and looked at her. There was that raw passion in her eyes, pleading for. What’s yours?” “Anna,” she told me. “So,” I grunted “where are you headed? And all by your lonesome I might add.” “Oh, San Diego and yeah, all by my lonesome. I got divorced about two years ago and have been playing the singles game ever since. That’s okay though, I’m loving it!” she said “what’s your story?” “I’m off to San Diego too, although I never made it to being married. Always been more of a spontaneous singles guy myself.” I said as I boldly reached over and put my hand on her thigh..