He understood WHY the therapist went down that line of reasoning, sure.And he'd have thought that himself of anyone who told him that he wasdreaming a...out some sort of guy watching him. He shuddered thinkingabout it - the only feeling he felt in the daytime was horror, but atnight, in his dreams - the subconscious self, whatever (Jon actuallyrolled his eyes now thinking about it) built arousal from it. And nota normal level of arousal, because despite Jon's vague sleeping dread,he always. Moving away from the chair and over towards the bed, he gets on his knees straddling Tommy’s legs and pushing his fingers into her arse, I can’t help getting turned on as he thrust his cock into her. A part of me loving what I’m seeing but feeling sick at the pleasure I’m getting form it, not her pain, but her enjoying it. I feel sick as I see tears running down her face, we have only done anal a few times and I have always be careful to go gently letting her move on me. This is the complete. The kids bought me a GPS for my last birthday because they say I get lost every now and then going over to the grocery store or library. I keep that in a box under my tool bench with the Blue tooth [it’s red] phone I am supposed to use when I drive. I wore it once and was standing in line at Barnes and Noble talking to my wife and everyone in the nearest 50 yards was glaring at me. I had to take my hearing aid out to use it, and I got a little loud.I mean the GPS looked pretty smart on my dash. Can he do it more times?" Oh, please David. Don't! I can't! Don't do this to me... please!" Talk to me, Jill. I need to understand. I want to understand... why it happened!" I pleaded.And yet another moment of silence."He was... thicker. That's all. It felt different. He's young. He could last longer than I could." she confessed haltingly."Was it better?" No... just different. We did... different things." Did you have oral sex?" Yes." she replied quietly after another pause."Did you give him.