So Lydia and I both began a course of treatment with Ingrid that lasted for almost 15 months.Lydia and I both would see Ingrid independently for once ... week for one hour. As it turned out, both of us really had some deep-seated repressed hang-ups that took a lot of time and trust for Ingrid to bring to the surface. Although I did not find out about Lydia's issues until we had completed our professional course of doctor-patient treatments with Ingrid, because we had agreed to honor Ingrid's wish. ” “W...where are you going?” Rachel asked. “I’m just going to save this and the pictures on my personal computer. Then I’m going to destroy this copy, wouldn’t want anyone seeing what’s on it would we?” He teased staring at her. “Don’t worry Vinnie will keep you company!”He then stepped up to her and whispered in her ear. "Do whatever he asks you to! Or I'll blow your brains out when I get back!" And with that he left closing the door firmly behind him. Rachel looked at Vinnie nervously. He was. She said no it's more, you made me cum. I made you cum by riding on top of you. None of that has happened before. My mind raced that either she was just in some shitty relationships, abused, or just a special unique case of not being truly loved. She didn't want or expect an answer back from me. However, I couldn't help myself by telling her, Kayla, that was the most intense first time I have ever had. That was the probably the most intense sex I have ever had period. We have. “Yes, you can.”Then she adjusted two slippers and put her knees on them. She grabbed my butt cheeks tightly and pulled them apart.She planted many kisses on both cheeks and squeezed them tightly. She kept doing this repeatedly for a while. Then she parted them with her hands, and I felt her face between them.“Your cum is leaking. Let me taste you.” She said and slid her tongue back into my moistened pussy. Soon it penetrated my pussy deep, and she wiggled in long strokes, licking all my cum.“Oh.