All i could hear was the both of us breathing heavily and him grunting until he finally gave up ANDY: did he ever whimper or cry out TONYA: not once T...NYA: just very deep grunts ANDY: how did you know he gave up? TONYA: he stopped struggling. i held on a bit longer after that and whispered in his ear. and that’s when the tears began to fall TONYA: struggling only increases the pain ANDY: did you ever feel your own physical strength wavering? TONYA: no. i had major adrenaline rush ANDY: did you. Then he was gone.Had it really taken him several years to punish me for not taking the job vacancy card to the newsagent's shop? One thing was for certain he got his sixpence worth out of me? The years seemed to pass with alarming speed.Mr. Simon had left the shop to set up another one but selling more popular and modern books. The other owner was away because of his wife's illness.Dear Mr. Thomas was in his seventies now but he was at the shop most days. We had always been close I looked upon. So I let him in, and after a few awkward minutes the TV went completely unnoticed. We talked. And we talked. He is intelligent, funny, insightful. After a few minutes he was drawing out of me secrets and dreams and thoughts that until then were completely my own. It was a heady feeling. We talked of deep things, spirituality, the world, places that I wanted to go, dreams I had. He wanted to know what I thought. It was amazing. He told me of his own dissatisfaction with his life. He told me. .she soon started to enjoy the ride as she kept on moaning and locked her heels with anklets around my back and dug her nails at my back and kept scratching me hard as I incraesed my speed or ramming her.Now I was fucking her madly as her mouth opned in a torn moan and she kept screaming. ahh. ahhh ahhh.. and I kissed her lower lips and chin and neck and licked her sweat from her forehead and neck and she too masaged my back with her hands.now I was bout to come but she came earlier as she.