Get-some-sex. Do-it-now. Love-is-here. Joy-for-you. High-test-sex. Sex-and-love.And he stared up atBlinking neon breasts, a lewdly beckoning mechanica... finger pointing, pointing to a strangely gleaming needle: a 500-meter tilted chrome-and-plexiglas mast firing off electrical discharges, arcing flares of artificial lightnings in actinic starbursts, sending down salvos of fat sparks to explode in bursts of glowing pinpoints over the shiny bald heads of the raging mob foaming around it.LOVE-O-MAT. I had a clear view of her ass and I pushed the tip of my cock into her asshole. She shot back ‘I do not do anal.’ I said in the most loving tone possible ‘Not even for the love of your life?’ ‘No, I am not into kinky sex and I have already told you that.’ I simply rolled over and rested my head on the pillow and took a deep breath. She snuggled up to me and said ‘Is this something that you really want? I am not comfortable with anal sex at all.’ I said that it was getting late and we had a big. I wanted to see how far I could push him and if he really meant it when he said he’d let me set the terms for this relationship. He looked at me with such a hurt look that I wanted to take my words back but hardened my heart. “Yes Sara, I’m not your boyfriend and you’re free to go out with other guys,” he agreed quietly. Damn, damn, and double damn! My heart was breaking seeing the hurt look on his face. “Fine then, that’s the way it’ll be,” I said flippantly. “But I’m staying here with you and. "Follow me." Chrissie was confused and despondent as Zeke led her by the hand back across the highway. Yesterday she had been a normal college boy hitching a ride back to school. Last night she had been subdued and fucked by this man who led her. This morning she had sucked Daddy's cock and swallowed his cum. Worse yet, she had been sexually aroused by the fucking and the sucking and by being dominated. On the one hand, she felt disgusted by the things he had done to her. On the other, she.