She gripped his arms, trying to hold back, trying to prolong the feeling. She knew it was hopeless, but she held on until one particular thrust was to... much. She arched up into him, her whole body trembling until she came, one wave after another surging through her.He came too, finally slumping over her, spent and fighting for breath.She ruffled his hair and kissed his cheek. "You okay?" This is just a damned awkward way to do it." Yeah, the table is kind of hard." And I was standing. Now I can. Scott and his wives were growing quite concerned when Monique missed several of their bi-weekly chats. Then another passed by, and still another. They figured she had moved on from their friendship and didn’t want to stay in contact with them any longer.Finally, on the sixth missed date, calls to her home and Emails went unanswered, then the home phone number was disconnected. They grew very concerned about Monique, whether she was safe or not. They wanted to know, one way or the other, whether. "OK, Sam, I'm going to initiate a quick baseline test," she told her. "Go ahead and complete that." Sure thing," Sam said.Five seconds later, Nola nodded and said "OK, I'll initiate the benchmarks. When you're done with those, the behavioral tests." OK. Fire away."I watched Sam for a moment and she just seemed to stand there idly, moving her head from side to side occasionally with a look as if she were listening something. Nola watched the terminal and seemed satisfied."She's doing great,". As her hand was embraced by mine while laying on my thigh, she began to contract her fingers in a massaging movement. I smiled even bigger, and began to say "Ja, Ja, es ist sehr gut!" Apparently, that's all she needed, for her hand slid to the inside of my thigh and up to my crotch.Once she made contact with my crotch, she chuckled a bit - not a laugh, but seemingly an acknowledgement of finding "the right spot." She did to my crotch what she was doing with my thigh - very gentle massaging. He.