Once or twice was enough of that for me. I love the stupid cunt and it doesn't seem right to just 'use' her to get myself off. I've been a bear to liv... with. I'm irritable all the time, kicking the dog, throwing things at the cat, slamming doors. Ok ok I know I'm an asshole, but what do you expect from a guy who gets laid five times a week for twelve years and overnight goes to not getting any? It's a good thing we don't have any kids. God knows what I'd do to them. Let me clear the decks on. Is that your favorite position?”“I like it for just those reasons but, no, my favorite is girl under on her knees, me behind her.”“Why, what do you like about it?”“You know how you like cowgirl, how you can ride me, bounce and really get into it?”“Yeah, I sure do.”“It’s a little like that, I like letting her feel my strength, all of my length and girth, giving her a rough ride.”“God, you make it sound like she’s in a dominated, subservient position.”“Maybe she is, maybe she is.”“Is that what. Plus he writes those kinky stories.’ ‘I told you – you’re not supposed to know about thos…’ ‘I know, I know, you didn’t tell me, I wasn’t there, you can’t prove a thing. Don’t worry, I’m not gonna tell.’ Anna flashed a mischievous grin at Elsie. ‘No dodging the point. He’s got all that going for him and I know for a fact that you love him. And yet your answer to ‘Spend the rest of your life with me’ is ‘I’ll get back to you’?’ Elsie shifted uncomfortably in her chair. ‘It’s not quite that. “Oh yeah, baby, that’s it. Just take your time. Go nice and slow,” Sonya said as she wriggled her backside slightly, settling deeper into the chair as her daughter started to service her.“Now, where was I? Oh yes, your grandfather was dancing with me, telling me how beautiful I was, and how proud he was of the grown up woman I had become. I was overwhelmed with emotion at his kind words. I tilted my head up to his and gave him a kiss to thank him for all he’d done for me that day. The next.