Apparently, only his cock could get me off. Sucking him, and being a good little whore could help ease the humiliation-based urges I had, but my body ...pparently required his cock and his cock alone to bring me over the top.I knew I had my annual DNI shot a month ago at the shelter. I wouldn’t get pregnant for the next eleven months. The shots were free and available everywhere. But still, the thought of fertility entered my mind.Bob always wanted a son. He therefore refused to accept Shirley as. Usne kaha chal meri nighty me neeche se ghus jaa.. Jb tk me khana bna rahi hu tu meri gaand aur chut chat… Aaj se tujhe hi meri chut aur gaand ka khayal rakhna hai…Mene malkin ka hukm mana aur peechhe se unki nighty utha kr ghus gaya.. Mene unki panty utari to pehli baar unki chut ko dekha aur bs fir kya tha mene apni zuban unke chut se lga di..Touch hote hi jese unke sharir me current daur gayi ho ..Unhone nighty k uper se hi mera sir pakda aur apni chut pr dabane lagi .. Khana bnane ka kaam. .. about short sales of risky investments ... about profit margins ... about anything and everything reeking of finance, and profit for THE COMPANY.When I’d try to redirect the conversation to any other subject, my work, our home, or even sex itself, it was suddenly as if I’d started speaking Linux, or Java Programing Language, or Mandarin Chinese, or something she couldn’t understand. She’d sort of tune out, then get this blank zoned out glassy-eyed stare, and finally just wait until I ran. "I want to know what's wrong with me", she half whispered. "I go out with a guy for awhile and then he dumps me". "What am I doing wrong"? She was starting to sob softly and she covered her face with her hands. I leaned over and hugged her gently. Her body stiffened slightly as I tried to pull her closer to me. "I'm not going to attack you", I said in a soft voice. "I'm just trying to give you some comfort". I felt her start to relax slightly and I pulled her closer. Finally her body pressed.