Leaving the bathroom, Tabitha feels powerfully sexy in her little black dress and matching knee-length leather boots. Silk panties hug her hips with a...sensual friction. At 5’7”, the heels of her boots put her almost eye to eye with her 6’1’’ husband, Taylor. “Hey, I’m ready,” she calls down the hallway ahead. Taylor is absently thumbing the TV remote from a leather recliner in the den when Tabitha enters the room. He barely notices her entrance but finally pulls his gaze away from the sports. "Probably thebest thing I could do for them, anyway. They wouldn't last too longaround me."**********************************************************************************************Chapter 20 - Day 28 - SaturdaySunlight crept through my window as I woke to the feeling of pain. Iwas so used to such a feeling being indicative of an impending haywire,I immediately activated my warper abilities as I started to rise. Ibarely got up to a sitting position, though, before my mind rouseditself. . I took the liberty of unwrapping one of your presents already..I think you can feel it against your leg...slowly I break the kiss off and climb between your legs...you can feel my hardness rubbing you as I kiss you again..slowly I work my way down your body, kissing every square inch of your exposed flesh, paying particular attention to your swollen erect nipples...working my way down lower, your legs part so I can suck on the juices now flowing between your legs...gently, I run my tongue. .. what is it about him?” he asked. “Is it his size? Is it the way he fucks?” “It’s a combination of things,” she responded. “But primarily it’s because he uses me for his pleasure.” “I... I thought women preferred to be made love to, not used in bed.” Ginny kissed him once again. “There’s a time and place when being made love to is needed but there’s also a time and place for being fucked, for being used by a man for his pleasure.” “And Charles does that for you?” She tightened her grip.