I didn't get hungry any more and she's kept me fed and healthy. She has a soft way of beating me up until I acquiesced and did what she wanted. I call...d it "Gentling", a term and method I learned 50 years ago when I spent a lot of time with horses. "Breaking" them is exactly that and you can kill the horses spirit. Gentling builds trust and the horse will jump straight into hell if asked. I found this to work with people too and my life has always been pretty good. Few enemies and I got what I. As previously arranged, our friend didn't say a word and left as quickly as he had come in. I was filled with feelings of jealousy and lust. I stood behind you as we both faced the mirror in the room. I cupped your breasts, kissed your neck and through the mirror we locked eyes and I asked, "How did it feel having that big, black cock in your mouth and cunt?" I continued to fondle your breasts and kiss your neck as you replied, "Oh, it felt fucking amazing. His shaft is so damn thick and he. "Steph's using it," she said, fidgeting around. I could smell the odor of alcohol wafting off of her in waves. "She dove in there right from the garage. She had to pee worse than me I guess. Would you hurry up?"I let the last of my piss dribble out and then shook myself off. I flushed the toilet and stepped away from it. Michelle unbuckled the fanny pack she wore and tossed it to me. "Can you stash this for me?" she asked, unbuttoning her pants and dropping them right before my eyes, treating. After all, she was only eighteen years old. I thought to myself, “I hope I don’t regret this” and took Deepika’s hand pulling her towards my house. I couldn’t believe I was going to do this. We went up to my bedroom where I sat her on the bed. I positioned myself next to her and gently kissed her saying, “just relax, Deepika.” ”I am not going to do anything to hurt you. I’m only going to show you how good you can feel. She was completely at ease and apparently eager to learn what this sex thing.