”“Why would you have to make them behave?” she asked.“Because they’re going to hate you on sight,” said Bobby. “They don’t want me to ...eet a woman and fall in love with her.”“Better and better,” groaned Monica. “Could this relationship get any harder?”“Well,” he said. “There is one thing.”“Only one? I can’t wait.”“I kind of hope you are pregnant.”She was speechless. Her mouth opened and closed several times before he went on.“I love my sisters,” he said. “I loved making love with them, and to. No soft to medium to hard; just fast, hard, stinging slaps across my ass; across my shoulders; across my back, probably 8-10 in all. He abruptly stops and presses the vibrating dildo hard up against my clit and cunt! GOD! My head was spinning, trying to keep up! The pain was so hot and urgent, yet the pleasure was curling up like a knot inside of me! My hips were moving trying to fuck the dildo, I was moaning and moaning; I could feel drool sliding from the side of my mouth! Then the dildo. I know that I will never rise with the morning sun and be greeted by that face. Don’t speak to me of desire. Yet there are those who see desire as a physical thing only. All that they know of desire is what little tidbits their lust inflamed loins will allow their mind. A stiff dick… maybe a pair of hard nipples… a wet twat. This is desire? They know nothing. They have not wanted the precious moments spent walking through a park with a smile on their faces. All they want, not desire, is a fuck.. His reaction was to press his groin into my lower back. He stayed like for a moment before lighting grinding against my buttocks. ‘I’m so turned on right now,’ he whispered in my ear, his breath hot against my neck. I gently pushed back against him with my pelvis, feeling his hard on as I told him about how she rode my face making me wet with her juices. He was not the only one feeling turned on right now. He held onto my hip and he moved with me asking if this was the pace we followed. I.