. the bathroom,the couch, the sofa,the bed,the kitchen,in the car,in the pool..we just couldn't get enough of each other.it was wild,uncharted,primal ...ove-making and the sex was just off tha face of earth.we were very young at the time of the wedding,21 to be exact,we were wild and believed our love could make up for everything.now that we were 30,without c***dren and my husband running one of the most important company off the forbes magazine,we just did nothave time for each other. we still. “When they see the dramatic effect on her appearance, they’ll be lining up to offer you whatever exclusive trade deals you like in exchange for extending their lives for another century or so. They’re all older than me and their mortality will be weighing on them.”John paused for a moment and looked into her purple eyes. “Do you think I’m doing the right thing making that kind of deal with them? I know they aren’t exactly benevolent leaders, do I really want to extend their rule over their. She seemed to know when I was about to explode and would stop just long enough for me to gain control. This went on and on......suck me to the edge, back off, gain control and back to it. I was going wild.Eventually, she stops, steps out of the pool, takes my hand and leads me over to the chaise lounge chair. She bends over, her hands on the edge of the chair, her ass is the air, and says, "fuck me from behind". My cock slid in to her soaking wet, warm pussy. It felt amazing. With each thrust. She married a fucking future Nobel Prize winner.”“So why when I called her she told me to talk to you?”“Is that why you’re here?”“No. Just tell me why she would say that?”“Besides you attempting to rape Moira?”“I didn’t remember. But even if I did, she would still have talked through it. She knows how fucked up I am.”“Maybe she didn’t know you were that fucked up.”“She would have called me on my shit. And we would have gotten through it.”“Okay. Maybe it’s not that, but it’s still on.