Without all the anger, you know?’ Bonnie explained. ‘I’ve tried to call you every day since I’ve been gone.’ ‘I would never hurt you or th... kids Bonnie,’ he told her. Why did you have to leave?’ His sorrow and hurt washed over her like a big wave. ‘It wasn’t the fear of you hurting us, it was the wall of anger you erected and hid behind. It wasn’t a good environment for the kids or for us. Please let’s talk after J.R.’s game,’ Bonnie pleaded. J.W. didn’t respond to Bonnie, he just stared at her. That`s why almost everyone in the company (as you can imagine) thought about her that she is a slut. I must admit that I had the same thoughts about her. The only difference is that I had no problem about it. But the most important thing you must remember about her is that, not only that every little piece of her was screaming “sex” or "fuck me”, but in time I also realised that sex and a good fuck were the only things she was thinking about (which, I must stress, I don`t think is a bad thing. . I don’t know why but I knew he liked it which made me like it too,” She stuttered.“I see you have a nice dress on today, so we’d better be careful he doesn’t do it again and spoil it.”She patted Rambo on his head as he immediately started sniffing and putting his nose between her legs.“Take him in the lounge while I make some tea.”Off they went so I made the tea and went back in. She was sitting on the sofa again with Rambo laying on her in the same position. Waving his legs around and. Sucking and nibbling... tugging and biting... small sounds of excitement escaping your lips...You grind your hips, urging me to continue downward, but I continue my attention on your breasts, my hands on them as well, massaging with my fingers, pulling your nipples, twisting them in circles...Not until you begin rubbing your pelvis against my thigh do you abandon my adoration and slowly kiss down your abdomen, you stomach, your pelvis... I look up, your eyes pleading with mine...You part your.