Something about the whole situation just made her want everything hard and rough, brutal really… almost abusive. She wanted them to use her, to make...her squirt and cum on them. As the dick in her pussy began to swell inside of her, she clamped down in orgasm, her moans vibrating the dick in her mouth. The grip on her nipples tightened as the one in her pussy came, making her cry out with ecstatic pain… and then he was softening inside her and gone. Her pussy was still on fire, feeling a little. Janet told me that I was to continue jogging each morning, only this time from her house around a 3-mile path that she had measured out. This was to be a daily routine and I was to dress the same as when I was at the club. I was, of course, starting to really get into shape now, and with the diet I had been on, was losing weight and getting quite a toned body. My calves were actually starting to look a little muscular, similar to those of tennis players and figure skaters. My daily routine. Johnny recoiled from her anger. It was as if he was reliving their first meeting. He stood up and said through gritted teeth, “we need to have this conversation in private.”“Fine,” she spat, and she stormed into her trailer, Johnny stomping right behind her.The others at the table were looking back and forth at Johnny and Rachael as if they were watching a ping-pong match.“Those two are like gasoline and matches,” Mia said.Inside the trailer Johnny and Rachael squared off.“Why would your father. She was a senior in college when her mother died unexpectedly at the young age of 45. My wife and I did everything we could to help her cope. It had her so distraught that relationships were difficult for her. But I was always there. She comes to visit us now more than ever. Karen always looked younger than she really was. Even today, at 22, she’s carded anytime she orders a drink in a bar or restaurant. Of course, she gloats over that. She could easily.