”“It’s okay, another time maybe,” he said as Mary slowly rubbed him, her hand looking so small on his shaft. “In fact, next time, perhaps we...��ll start with one, then fuck. We’d last longer that way.”“Right,” said Mary, releasing her grip. “You really are something else. Other guys have been drained after one fuck with me. And, believe me, nobody’s lasted as long as you.”Jim stood and helped Mary to her feet. “We’d better get dressed,” he said, picking up her discarded blue panties, “and I’ll. Word can't explain how this all felt. I felt so relaxed and enjoyed every inch of it.As he kept fucking me he says, 'Ok time to flip babe I want to look at you before I give you my cum. I smile and lay on my back and my legs spread wide for him. He enters my pussy and does these short but quick stabs into my pussy that I love. I start to rub my pussy as He does this and he swats my hand away and places his thumb over my clit and rubs it like a pro. I can't but help but let it happen"Oh fuck I'm. People don’t want trouble and they were counting on that. And it worked.”Tim looked at us before he asked the next direct question. Something I was wondering and I am sure Mom was, too. “Sexually, too?”“Oh, no! Never. In fact that was the only kind of abuse I didn’t suffer through. Physical, emotional, psychological sure, but not sexual. I was never violated. No, it was the opposite really. If they found out I was liking a boy or showing interest in sex, I was beaten. Once they caught on that I. “Is that Steve Dish?” asked a soft, female, voice.“Er, who’s calling?”“Ah well, now there’s a question. I’m actually not going to tell you.”Toby frowned, and was about to cut the call off when the soft voice continued. “I’m sorry about that, but I hope you can understand the need for security.” It was a statement not a question.“So who are you?”The person on the other end of the phone knew he wasn’t asking her name this time, but instead asking a more general question that included why she was.