"When the time was up and I freed you, Iwas terrified something might have gone wrong, that it was still him inthere. Then you stretched and smiled at...me, and with every femininegesture and movement I could tell it was you. When I thought about howclose I'd come to losing you, I..." That was the first time I'd ever seen you cry." The relief I felt was just so overwhelming," I replied."You saved my life, y'know," she said. "If you hadn't done what you didI'd be an eighty-two year old man with a. You only know and recall that you are GYRL, a naughty, horny little GYRL.GYRL WILLDaily, nightly, you will GYRL. You are emotionally and physically capable of willing yourself into the naughty GYRL of your desires.
GYRL HORMONESNatural forces inside you activate the flow of GYRL hormones. You naturally secrete GYRL hormones. You are GYRL, a nasty, sexy GYRL.GYRL AURAYou have created the aura of a GYRL. Your GYRL aura attracts all that is good to your advantage and success. You are the GYRL you. I poised my rock hard shaft at the entrance of her firm hole. I whispered gently into her ear, “Do you trust me?” she looked into my eyes and said, “More than anyone else in the world…” She bent over the rock even more with her chest to the cold, rough rock. She spread her cheeks apart, attempting to make the penetration easier. When I knew she was ready, I took my chance. My cock head barely pressed against her hole and I sensed it close itself off. I backed off saying, “If you don’t want me. He had said all which needed to be said. He wanted her. She wanted him. She would eventually come to him. There were times when she, like Glen, found his supreme self confidence disconcerting to say the least. Yet, even when Glen finally began occupying their bedroom once more, his lovemaking was just as conventional and ultimately unsatisfying as she now realized it had always been. He didn't mean to be inconsiderate. He was simply ignorant -- ignorant of her wants and needs as a woman. She.