“I know, honey, I know.” She pressed her hands to his cheeks, and said, “And I love you more than you'll ever know.”He closed his eyes and ope...ed his mouth for her tongue. Candy's fingers combed through his hair. Their love set Evan's pace. He moved through his mother in long, slow, meaningful thrusts. She laid back. He went with her because she had his lip between her teeth. Her clinging legs moved to his back. “Oh, Evan, God, you make me feel so good, so right.”The same urgency Evan felt the. It was another routine day for me, I was checking out my private inbox for any requests from ladies. I’ve received many mails (generally 97% of them are fake).So I’ve replied to all of them,but one mail caught my attention.Her name was Sarala.So I thought it was fake but after chatting with her for some time and questioning her variously I found out that she was genuine.She told me that she liked my story very much and was flattered by the way I fucked the heroine of my story (It was a fantasy. You are moist with desire. Your clit bulges uncontrolabley. Your pussy drips with your juices. You whole pelvis throbes with desire. You break out in a sweat, the heat makes you unable to control yourself. You start to quiver with pleasure.’ ‘The heat in your breasts and pelvis becomes stronger and stranger. Your quivering becomes stronger and stronger. You sweat more and more. You drip more and more. You are unable to control your desire. You are unable to control your passion. You can not. As she did, Emanuel watched as she left her place. She looked up at him and smiled, instantly reassuring him what he had just done was right.“Well, now that I have both of your attention again, we can discuss how to deal with this problem. Allison, every time someone other than Emanuel touches you, you panic and go into a weird state”.Allison interjected “My safe place.”“Your safe place, yes. When in said place, you don’t feel anything but Emanuel’s touch. This is a problem – the point of the.