"Have you ever ridden that trike Brit?" Of course I rode it Andrew. Did you asked her where she got it?" Brit asked. It was shaping up to be, who know...the most about me, moment. It was fun, but I didn't want hard feelings with anyone."No, he didn't ask Brit. I had it built for me by a man at the edge of the great dismal swamp. It was about the only thing of value I managed to hang onto from that experience." I said."I knew your background intimately. I know you have caught more than your share. She was always polite to me, and did as she was ordered, but she was withdrawn, too concerned with her problems to pay serious attention to anything else.I understood what was going on, and left her alone except for two things: I made her keep up with her schoolwork (though I forewent quizzes for a while), and I made her lick my asshole and suck me off every day. She performed these sexual duties in an abstracted fashion, as uninterested in them as in everything else.Because of this, I got very. I hope you will continue to be as caring with her in the future.”“How about letting me care about you right now.” Mark moved over her and for the next hour or so, they made tender love to each other.”The next day, Mark went about his duties but he would often turn around and find Sharon watching him as he worked. He came in at lunch time to get a sandwich. Sharon insisted on making it for him and sat with him while he ate. “Was there something you need? You have been watching me all morning. As one hand played with my nipples, the other worked its way down lower over my tummy and into my pubic hair, then to between my legs. I toyed with my pubic hair, pulling on it made it feel so good, then moving down found my swollen labia’s. My fingers parted my lips and found my hole, then pushing one inside it felt tight. I sucked on my finger to wet them then returned to rub my clit in a circular motion. Soon my pussy was producing its juices to make entry easier, it was sticky and slick at.