They made love or had sex when he wanted it, but never when Shayna wanted it. She had the sex drive of a wild woman. There was a little whore, a wild ...lut, hidden deep within her sexuality. She wanted to be made love to, caressed, fondled, licked, devoured. She wanted to be fucked, pounded, wildly, abandoning all reason for the passion of the moment. Shayna wanted to be the woman she was before settling into this drab marriage. But Ted, kind as he was in most ways, wasn’t capable of that. His. It takes lead and by the time those gently caressing hands have taken a hold of your shoulders your entire upper torso has been seized by that deep buzz - breasts heaving with shallow, quick breaths, as the only thing able to leave your tensed throat is a slight sigh mixed in with a deep moan. Palms blaze down the side of your spine as the rushing blood is priming with that fiery touch every part of your body - from your now scorching-red cheeks, down your neck, like soft ethereal lips, sending. My dad learned on it, and his dad before him."Imogen took the broom from Bill, looking at it now with respect."You know I'm totally incompetent when it comes to broom-riding, don't you? I'm worried I might destroy it."Bill laughed."Don't have any worries, Ginny. You, and the broom, are perfectly safe. You'll see what I mean once you get by, okay Gin?" Okay, but I'm _Imogen, _ not Ginny. I've been at the Burrow a lot lately, but I'm no Weasley."Bill laughed and turned, but not quickly enough to. .."There was no chair on that side of the bedroom, so I plopped down on the edge of the mattress. "You must have a favorite." Um ... maybe this one."The pretty Asian girl I'd seen when I first gave it to him."What's she got that you like?"Ryan laughed nervously but made no answer. I looked down and immediately saw the stiffening beneath the wrinkled sheets, the exact image I'd fixed in my mind last night as I stepped outside."Maybe your friend can answer," I said playfully, pointing down at the.