Still, she seemed to be the same Julie who had walked into that bedroom a while ago.So she had been raped. She had been possessed by an ape of a man w...o cared nothing about her except as a piece of flesh, an organism he presumably found attractive. It wasn't the kind of experience she would have chosen for herself, and it wasn't something she would recommend to other women, but she had lived through it. And her husband and baby were still alive. That had been her choice: whether to hold onto. Instead she made little noises of contentment as she kissed and licked. I could feel her sensual tongue exploring me, finding my clit, yes! Oh God, yes! That is so nice, Sam! And yes! Deep inside me now. Deep breath! God, this was heavenly! I looked down and Sam’s eyes smiled at me, cheeky, knowing she was arousing me. I grinned back at her thinking damn, Sam, you are one horny little slut!! I’m so glad I found you!It was hard to drag my eyes away from the lovely visage trapped between my. Be thoughtful and concise in your answers. Don't lose your cool. Those are my marching orders, Mister." Yes, Dear," Brock said dryly.She gave him a kiss and pinched his butt."I'll see you after the game," she said. "I love you."Brock returned the sentiment and headed off to the stadium. He found an envelope waiting for him when he sat down at his locker."That came by courier a little while ago," Matt said. "He asked if you were here. We told him you weren't and Cynthia shuffled him out because. One reason I write this and put it on XNXX is that I’m writing about our lives, our sexual encounters and I’m choosing to share these things with total strangers and it's nice to recount them for you all. I’ve done this before over the years and some people have been very mean and vicious in their comments. I’m not here to get a moral lesson from anyone or spew venom at anyone, and I expect the same from those who read the stories, here, mine or otherwise. I mean, there are all kinds of.