“I have to tell your mother.” “You won’t tell,” I replied confidently. I watched as Jack’s face went from light pink to bright vermilion ...s he became angry once more. “Because I’ll tell mom about Kathy.” Jack’s face went an even deeper shade of red until it was nearly purple and I watched, smiling, loving this. “How do you know?” he asked after a short while, not even trying to deny it. “I’m seventeen, I have my resources,” I shrugged. Kathy was a woman from Jack’s office and he had been. As I stop by, I saw a cobweb with a tiny insect moving to the captured fly that was stuck on it. I pointed it to Chuck but he held my hips instead while he start humping my ass. I turn around and point out the cobweb, he look up and to his surprise, he started to get off the tracks and I followed him. He grab the empty matchbox and snatch the spider with his bare hands. He start blowing air to his fisted hand and found the spider on its fetal position, curling up. He put the frightened spider. I could feel the wetness of her mouth. It was strange tickling feeling.Then I felt her tongue wrapping on it. I was panting a bit. I had never felt such pleasure in my life. I looked down at her face. Her eyes were closed. Her pink lips were round and there was my rod inside it. Then she sucked it. She tightened her mouths grip on it. I was in the seventh heaven of the ecstasy. About 5 minutes later I removed it from her mouth bent down and kissed her. She smiled. I asked: what happened? She: I. Of all the details of their sex life. In her head, she thought of him as a sort of rolling pin, flattening out the imperfections in her. By maintaining control over these encounters, he allowed her the freedom to be herself. To allow herself to be controlled, to be told what to do. She trusted him completely and he was the perfect combination of gentleman and dominant, a man that knew exactly when to push the boundaries and when to reassure and comfort. It was eight. She took a deep breath.