Once we finally reach that point, there is always something new to process. And so goes the cycle… I think I know myself pretty well right now. I’... aware of my faults, my insecurities, my desires, needs, and my instincts. I believe it’s arrogant to think that any one person is better than the next. We’re all born the same. Naked and helpless. Every able-bodied person was born with free will … the free will to make change … to make your life whatever you want it to be. I hear people bitching and. "Take it bitch!", he gritted. "Ohyeah - that felt great." As he got up to leave, he zipped his pants and simply walked out. "Enjoy the rest of the movie." he said as he went on. I didn't care. I got some cock. That was what I wanted. But it wasn't long before another face appeared in the darkness. As I sat on the small bench and looked up out the open doorway, I smiled at the gentleman looking in at me. That's just my way of saying "come in and fuck me.". He got the message.Before I could do. Shoulders... sore... please." Ginny mumbled into her pillow.She felt the massage move down her arms to her neck and shoulders; she felt his hard cock pushing against her bare bottom. She wanted to protest, to delay her husband until later but she couldn't muster the mental focus needed.She felt her hips being lifted as he moved behind her. His cock teased along her cunt. "Oh-oh... sen-si-tive... there." She was surprised at how easily his cock slid into her and moaned with appreciation at how. I’m breathing as fast as my heart is beating, silently willing him to ravage me as I hoped he wanted to. “Are you going to be a good girl?” He asks me, his lips just grazing my jawline. “What makes a girl good?” The question seemed loaded, but I knew the answer as if it were ingrained in me. “A good girl does what she is told” I say to him, drawing out the words and watching as his lips twist into a smile.In a sudden rush of lust and passion, he is pressing his body against mine on the couch,.