Soon her hips were thrusting up to meet my downward strokes and she began to moan, "Oh God, now, oh do it to me now, fuck me hard NOW. NOW, OH GOD, NO...!"I continued to plunge up and down as she arched her back and let out small animal sounds that grew in volume until it was almost a scream. Her finger nails were wreaking havoc on my skin. I began to feel my climax building, and I pumped harder and harder. She had quit screaming and gone limp in my arms when I felt my cum spurt deep inside of. This is a mental disorder. Doing that is not going to help anything". They were quite startled by my response.I explained what was happening to Sally, and how certain things would cause her to relive bad experiences. I said that I had startled her and she was back in the time she was assaulted nine years ago.Jackie said, "I've read about PTSD in books. I have never seen a lady with PTSD. I have read that it sometimes happens in the convents as the women are trained. I've never heard about it in. I was mad but for some reason my nipples were hard and aching." Jill, that is so hot. Have you ever seen your brothers penis?" No, but I could see that he was hard because his pants were sticking out in front. I would like to see it. How about you Mary have you seen your brother's pecker?"Mary hesitated for several seconds. She and her brother Roger had been having after school naked playtime for three weeks now. They masturbated each other and sometimes they would use their mouths on each. It was the total opposite of sexy.Once the sun got up a little the temperature wasn't so cold. By the time I got to the cafe it was warm enough to go without the parka the short distance from the truck to the door of the diner. I was shocked to see Martin in the place. I looked to be sure Debbie wasn't with him before I sat down."So where is that cute little wife of yours?" I asked."Doing her job that allowed her to lease that fancy car for me. It was a birthday present," he said. Obviously he.