His way was perfunctory pecks on the cheek. Just once, Shayna wanted to hear him yell out ‘Fuck me Shayna, fuck me like the whore you are!’ or som...thing like it. She knew she never would though. So, she and Ted parted amicably, divorced and moved on with their lives. Shortly after, he married his nurse, Karen and Shayna was sure he settled back into a life of domestic blah-ness. It was her best friend, Marcya (her parents wanted to give her an unusual name, one which Marcya hated, so Shayna. There is a bit of resistance and some pain, but then the head is inside me and all I feel is the erotic thickness of it sliding into me. I sigh contentedly and pause, savoring the feeling, the grip of my muscle against the toy, taut. But then my need reasserts itself. I start fucking myself slow, agonizing strokes, picturing him above me. I close my eyes, losing myself in my pleasure. Before long I pick up my pace, jackhammering my toy into my asshole with short thrusts. Between my moaning and. ’ Ashira’s eyes were flashing with anger. ‘What makes you think it’s yours?’ she wanted to know. ‘Because I’m a man and your ex is a boy,’ he replied. ‘Drink,’ he said. Ashira twisted her wrist. ‘How can I drink when I’m tied up?’ she asked. He untied one of her wrists and held the glass out for her again. Ashira took the glass and was relieved when she didn’t taste anything but clean water. ‘Do you have any food?’ Ashira asked. He shook his head. ‘Why would I have food?’ he asked. ‘You won’t. Aaron stopped at the end of the driveway and I saw that he had his girl with him. Aaron got out of the truck and the young girl got out of the truck too. This was different; this was the first time that the young girl had ever gotten out of the truck when Aaron was at my place.I went to the door to get him and I invited him in. He declined to come into the house and he shuffled his feet a bit before he spoke. The girl stood behind him with a half a smile on her lips."I got something I want to.