He smiled and silently mouthed the word ‘teasing’, he knows how impatient I am, and I lift my hips off the bed, desperate for him. I wanted…. no... I needed, his hard thick cock inside of me. I yearned for him to fill me, to stretch my tight entrance, to relieve that ache from the swelling of my arousal. He laughed, enjoying my desperation and delighting in his power as he pinned me down, having me helpless under his powerful frame. I wriggled, trying to reach for him in my frustration, but he. She smiled, triumphant, and sat back in the couch, nibbling on her fingernail as she watched me with rapt attention.With trembling hands, I reached down and touched the top of her foot, relishing the silky softness of her hose and the warmth of her skin. She flinched at my caress and her toes curled, digging into my thigh. I became fixated by the contrast of her white pantyhose and my black pantyhose, the feeling of contact and slippery friction between us as I stroked her foot. Then she. We managed to come up with some rough plot outlines by the end of the day. We're going to have the main character do The Program because their parents made them, be initially hesitant, but get used to it and fall in love by the end of the week. We still have to flesh out the characters and figure out the setting.Today in class we had everyone give an update on their project and get feedback from the rest of the class. Several people suggested that we work homosexuality into our storyline, so we. So, if this works in the dating world, why wouldn’t it work once we’re married? In contrast, women typically don’t respond as well, or in the same way to jealousy – we tend to worry, question, and sometimes shut down if we feel that he might be “just not that into us”. Naturally, because of our own feelings on the matter, we tend to avoid making our men jealous once we’ve committed to them, because we, ourselves don’t want to feel as though we’re in constant competition with other, more.