"Damn, can't you turn off 'bitch' mode just for one hour? Why are you like this? I confessed my love for both of you. Destiny, you still just want to ...ell me to fuck off?" "Yes, that's what you get for trying to break us up," she answered, getting up. "I love that woman on the bed a lot more than you supposedly do," she stated, pointing at me. "Fuck that bullshit, I've been masturbating to her and lusting after her since I was sixteen. She has turned me down over three-hundred times and each. I realized I wasn’t being fucked by my husband but been made love to. He touches me tenderly and I melt, he holds my breasts with great reverence and I smile and he inserts his penis in my vagina and I moan. Wonderful, one would think, and wonderful it is. In the beginning. After that one would get impatient, and so did I. I wanted him to maul my boobs, I wanted him to choke me and pull my hair, I wanted to see lust in eyes and I wanted his cock- not a penis to make love to- but a cock a big. As my cock finished unloading her pussy twitched and squeezed me. Finally spent she leaned back against me and I nuzzled her neck. Alex's Mom was the hottest fuck I had ever had and I didn't know how I would be able to keep from fucking her more. She finially rose up off me and my cock came out with a pop. I scooted over and holding her we kissed. She said it was late and we had to go even though she didn't want to. I started the truck to defog things as we got dressed in the cramped space.. ‘So, Fine Bitch, now you have experienced the loss of one of your virginities, and I will take your two others by morning. The most painful is done, the most pleasant will be last. Tell me, wench, how do you fare?’ ‘Captain, Sir, I feel to have suffered the pains of the damned. As a Convent-raised girl, I beg your mercy. My heart is a-flutter thanks to your clever hands, while my back and bottom ache in spite of your careful behaviors, Sir. Beyond that, although the memories of the pain are.