He can hear her breathing now, the desire is obvious in her eyes too, he doesn’t know that her pussy is tingling, its been so long, she hasn’t let...anyone else get close to her the way John was. She’s desperate for him to fuck her, to make her scream, to make her shudder, to feel his dick deep inside her, as she rides him, and digs her nails into his back. She’s not thinking straight, she’s lost in her own little world, as their lips meet. Hard to define who even made the first move, but they. She finally said "How much do you want, how much will it take to get all the copies and to close that fucking mouth of yours? Tell me now." I sat back kind of enjoying the power I have over her but said "I don't want your money for the disc's, I will give you all ten copies one at a time but you will do as I say and if your a good little slut you will get every copy." She just stared at me turning a little pale as it hit home what I wanted from her. I said "First get rid of that t-shirt and. His girlfriends seemed to occupy his bedroom on a rotating basis and she seldom saw the same girl twice. She could hear them at night rutting like animals on a farm with some of the girls louder than others and totally shameless about their noise.She liked the fact that he was laid back and passive when it came to sex because it was hard enough to cope with the guys at work who were constantly hitting on her for sexual favors that hinged on a cross between degrading and kinky.The introduction. About the only time I really felt the heartache was at night, when I would end up kissing the pillow next to me. which I’d named Jennifer, before I went to sl**p. Two weeks after I went home, I started learning to walk again. Oh my god, the pain was excruciating. I got to the point that I hated the ther****t and that damned equipment. I think part of it was that it took a lot out of me and even more out of my caregiver to get into the van to go to the ther****t. By the time the session ended,.