‘No Daddy right now, girl.’ No, not now. Right now I need your wild, your passion, your demand. You thrust slowly, holding me with your eyes, pin...ing me with your slow, measured assault. Yes, now, your teeth, your tongue, your devouring kisses as you thrust faster, deeper, mighty with the knowledge of your power, my helplessness now to resist. You drive yourself into me, again and again, forcing the breath from my lungs the cries from my throat, taking, demanding, and commanding. I moan,. We liked to have sex down stairs, both in the living room with its big picture window, (the curtains open – of course), and in the dining room with its big sliding door that opened into our back yard (with that big door open so folks could see in). Our two-story townhouse was in a big building with eight other townhouse apartments, and this building was part of a complex that had 30 or so other similar buildings, several playgrounds, an office building with attached laundry facilities,. I feel the back of her head and have to stop for a moment. I put her glasses to the side of us, still afraid to look her in her beauty, her eyes, for I still run from this feeling.We breathe, still laying on our sides with our chests to one another. My thigh on her crotch. Our foreheads touching we whisper the same thing. The same nothing about the same feeling we both have no control over. I look at her before we begin to kiss wondering if that is why we run from this feeling. All of these. Having made up his mind on his course of action, hepulled her roughly into the bedroom and began to stripher clothes off without ceremony. He paused a momentwhen, on pulling off her blouse, he met the newly-pierced nipples, bright pink, slightly swollen, andenticing on what had been familiar breasts. He couldnot stop himself from running his tongue around theswollen areola. A slight gasp from her resulted in alight tug from him on the ring adorning her otherbreast. She moaned deeply in.