"Umm--can I ask you a question?" Yes." She turned onto her side, but I didn't move to face her."Why do you like to hurt me? I mean, why does it make y...u hard?" Hmm. I've actually thought a good deal about that," I answered. Now I did turn to face her. "I've been having fantasies of hurting and humiliating women since I was about thirteen. When it started, I didn't think about it much, and then later I thought I must be a misogynist, but now I don't think so." A mis ... what?" Oh, sorry. A. ‘Oh fuck baby, I love when you do that.’ She scraped her hands down his back causing him to thrust harder and faster. ‘Yea James, just like that,’ she moaned. There moans and shouts could probably be heard throughout the house. There was no one else around, but neither of them would have cared if there was. They were so wrapped up in each other and their mutual pleasure. James knew she was going to come again when her hands tightened around his torso. Her breathing got even shallower and she. I arrived early to prepare. The place was completely empty and would be torn down soon. I had managed to steal just enough hay from the stables to make us a nice soft bed on the hard dirt floor.She arrived shortly after word. She never said a word as she rapped her arms around me and kissed me passionately. I sat back on the hay pulling her down with me. She straddled my lap and ran her fingers through my hair, all the while staring passionately into my eyes.Her mouth was slightly open and her. “Of course aren’t you glad you are such a slut,” I asked. “Of course,” she said slipping to her knees between my spread legs.That act was the beginning of some great sex that continued most of the night. Mica was a few year older than Thia but every bit as enthusiastic.I left her house and drove home. I didn’t even go inside the car wash. I took the war club from the rear seat and assembled it, then took the Thermos from the built in cup holder. I rinsed yesterdays coffee from it using my.