Their hands were all over their exposed skin, tonguing each others’ mouths in the darkened cab. They kissed for several minutes, then pulled apart, ...anting. Sally moved to straddle her date in the darkness.“Oh, Lenny, I feel so sexy like this!” She started subtly gyrating her hips, feeling his trapped hardness beneath her, knowing that she was soaking his jeans with her copious juices.“You ARE sexy, you little vixen.” Lenny fully rubbed her naked chest and back, then back around front to cup a. It's a highly unequal relationship. I am deeply in love with him. But he is a deeply violent man. He is a highly promiscuous man. When he isn't using me, he's sleeping with someone else. When he's not sleeping with someone else, he's drinking. And when he's done drinking, he's beating me. I don't mind that he is a physical abuser. Better me than someone who doesn't like it or want it. But he does have his moments that I know no one else sees. There is the occasional night he'll allow me to. After about a mile of thrills, I backed off to a cool 70mph. As I did, I felt a quick wiz fly past me- another cyclist that was booming down the highway and well over 100mph, I was sure. I was awestruck at first. It was another Ninja, only a black one, and that was about all I really recognized at first.My instinct was to catch up, but since we only had a few miles of open and lightly travelled roadway ahead of us, I decided it wasn’t worth the risk, although I will admit, I wanted to throttle. She leaned over, sweat covering her forehead, and slipped my belt from the loops of my jeans. She stood in from of me and said. "I'm going to teach you responsibility, young man."She was perspiring badly by now. Her white silk blouse was glued to her upper torso. I could see the image of her bra showing through the saturated material. Looking straight at me she unbuttoned her blouse, removed it, wiped the beads of perspiration from her upper torso with it, then threw the crumpled blouse on the.