All of these past stories have been about my ex and I really haven't had much inspiration to write about anything else lately because the drama wasn't...there. For the first time ever I was just having mind blowing, respect filled sex, and it felt good. No humiliation, no bad name calling, no pain. Now granted I had to teach my best friend how to be rough with me or at least take control. He had his first lesson in hair pulling with me. His first lesson in spanking was with me. We even. She was out of balance and had to hold herself in position with her arms to keep from falling on her still-bruised backside.As soon as she had placed her second foot on the second step, there was a click inside the clock. She looked down between her spread legs and saw a carved figure slip aside. It was an image of her and Cary in the throes of passion, front to front, but standing up rather than lying down. She was struck by the similarity between the female figure’s position and her own. A. ‘Thank you,’ I replied. ‘And like I said, I’ll leave you alone once we get there, if you’d like.’ She didn’t say anything as the bus pulled back out onto the highway. ‘Have you been here before?’ she asked. ‘Oh yes,’ I told her. ‘I’ve been to Jamaica a couple of times. I love the island. It’s probably my favorite place to vacation.’ ‘I always wanted to come here, but my ex was too cheap to pay for a real vacation,’ she said. ‘Hell, he was too cheap to pay for much of anything,’ she added. ‘I. "Damn, you fucking love your sister," she said, as she lay down on her back.She pulled me to her, and had me get right on top of her. She eyeballed me then, and reached over to grab my cock. She guided it into her glistening pussy, and had me stick it right in without a condom."Oh, now that's better. A bare cock, always a good time in my pussy," she muttered.I kissed her numerous times, and began thrusting my cock in and out of her pussy. I wrapped my arms around her, and she did the same. We.