As the feeling built up, I nearly yelled at him, "Oh god Ben, I'm coming!" He grabbed my ass and pushed and pulled me up and down on his dick and he t...rust himself into me and finally came too.As I laid down on his chest, he asked, "Wow! Where did that come from?" The truth is always the best answer. "I was just really horny." I said. Well, it was most of the truth.A few minutes later I got up, took a shower and made him breakfast before he went off to work. Five minutes after he was out the. What we did do was meet at parks and other outdoor places where if someone saw either of us we could say we were just out for a walk and if they happened to see us together we could say we just ran into each other.I will say that it wasn’t like we were in love or felt drawn to each other or anything like that. It was more like we had come across each other, both of us wanted someone other than our partner and there was a comfort or trust in a way. It might sound impersonal but if anything it. My kind readers, I apologize for such a hiatus. I hope this tale makes it up to you! Little Red Riding Hood The creepy story parents tell their children growing up about some little girl in a red cloak and a scary wolf that pretends to be her grandmother because he – ahem – eats her, is wrong. Its dead wrong, for one, to tell children about a grandmother being eaten in any way whatsoever, physical or innuendo. And second, Im Little Red, and the bastards totally messed up my story. Let me set. This was the thing that had brought us together, the thing I never let her forget. She wanted sex like this: hard, violent and savage. Sex that took and hurt. I slapped her again, and again, grabbed her cheeks and separated the pale moons of her ass so I could drink deeper of the dark nectar that flowed now with her growing excitement. Soon she would be there, she would be ready, and I slapped her ass again and again."Oh God!" she moaned, "Yes, please! Stop!" You hot bitch!" I hissed at her.