“I know, I know, but let me finish. Let me get my first orgasm.” I stood her up and bent her over so that her hands where on the bed and her leg... where spread wide on the floor. My pussy is a little sore right now, "PUT IT IN MY ASS" she said. "WHAT"? I said. "FUCK MY ASS SHE SAID." I didn’t need to be told again. I love fucking a womans’ ass. I moved up behind her and pressed the head of my cock to her brown star and slowly it popped in, just past the head. She grabbed for the bed. As your eyes adjust to the world around you, you see the driver and remember where you are. It's Heather, your friend since the first grade and your one time crush. She's the one driving, but her beauty is striking regardless. Her bright green eyes are focused on the road, but she flashes them over to you every so often to see how you are. They brighten and a smile creeps across her face."Hiya sleepyhead," she says with that award-winning smile, "sorry to wake ya, but we're almost there."Still. “Well then, aside from the menu, there’s nothing to worry about. I’ll see you in two weeks, Sia.”I’d taken half a day off to deliver my daughter to her follow-up exam. It was four-fifteen when we left the hospital. Weather was calm, skies blue and cloudless, temperature still bitter.The Old Sod ignored my key turning in the ignition.“So, what next?” I asked my daughter foolishly, while thumping the dash a few times. The Ford was a contumacious bastard. It grumbled before eventually farting a. It’s not a pain I could shed by keeping it secret. If you touch me, and I flinch but you don’t know why, my pain not only increases but part of it gets transferred to you. Telling you breaks its hold on me, but the same won’t be true for you. Not for a while. Just ... be careful. Looking into my past for answers is a necessary part of my mental and emotional health, but it’s also forcing me to revisit my trauma. I much prefer the present.”She didn’t say anything about the future, Luke noted as.