Nobody can tell you who you are or why you’re here. And until you have at least preliminary answers to those questions, you can’t make any real pr...gress.”“Are you saying you didn’t make any progress until about two years ago?”“I was treading water and going in circles. You can ask pretty much anyone I know and they’ll confirm that everything changed after I went to Japan the first time.”“Do you think you can help me?”“That’s not what’s important,” I said. “It’s a question of whether or not YOU. He moved his two middle fingers in small, firm circles over her perineum. Sarah broke out in goose-flesh and a deep moan escaped her lips as she began to grind herself more firmly against Will. Will could feel the spot he was rubbing swell and harden beneath his fingers. He rolled the two of them over so he was on top of Sarah. He lay on top of her, their hard, swollen cocks rubbing together. Will brought the first two fingers of his right hand to Sarah’s mouth and traced the outline of her. .."Shaq moved his hand between their legs and made a few stroking movements along the 20% that hadn't penetrated yet into the Russian, slapping against her intimate flesh."... but I'm afraid we aren't quite there yet." Huh?"One extra frown developed on Anna's distorted face. Her body communicated to her that she was completely stuffed. That was one of the few things she was absolutely certain of, under these otherwise confusing circumstances. It was almost unthinkable that she had understood. . ostensibly for my writing, but in truth so I could better enjoy the live video chatting I had begun partaking in. Quite frequently. (I'd even taken to wearing a condom while chatting after ruining a keyboard with an errant blast of cum.)Yeah, it was about as pathetic as it sounds. Then, one day, my yearnings were answered by a knock on my door. Over the course of three months, knocks upon my door had become just knocks again, not reasons for my heart to start pumping like crazy in.