? Margaret sobbed quietly as she looked out the window.? ?Aw, come on, none of that.?? Mr. Harvey said, chuckling.? ?This could be the last time you r...de up front in a truck.? You best enjoy it.?Margaret was too busy trying to hold back her tears to question him.? Mr. Harvey shrugged, turned on the radio to the news and continued on down the road in silence for the rest of the drive.? They continued on into the night.? At some point Margaret fell asleep.? It felt like she’d just closed her eyes. Raising my feet as high as they go, he slammed into me. Most men who’ve had me in this position stop after a few minutes at best — but not Bob: he pounded on and on until I came in floods. Only then did he slide out of my squelching pussy and lower my legs. But, with ease, he crossed them and flipped me over. This man was no amateur. He kissed down my back to my ass and began eating it, fingering me hard at the same time. I moaned but tried to be quiet and that made Bob work harder. When he. There is no need. She applies water proof mascara, black, with blackeyeliner. Eye-shadow in three tones of gray. A very light dusting of powder, on her cheeks and forehead. Adab on her nose, and she is almost done. The woman in the mirror looks backat her, and smiles. She smiles back. She must get ready. Only half anhour left. She opens the closet and picks out her dress. She has had it for along time. She has never used it. It is made of the sheerest silk. It is alsowhite, it hugs her body,. No passion, no drive, no foreplay and no pleasure." That's gotta be frustrating. You talk to him about it?" Hell no. Talking doesn't help. It's an awkward conversation to have. Some of my friends suggested I spice things up, so you know what I did?"Based on the direction the conversation was going and what I found in her laptop, I had an idea."I took some pics and sent it to him. Wanna know what he replied back with?"Before I could say anything Ariel continued."He said he doesn't like pictures.