Secret object of teenage wonder, of private experiment and adolescent discovery,the Beast is the doyen of delectable desire for wives and lovers or an...nymous one night acquaintances. Once awakened, it is wild, unpredictable and difficult to control. It is demanding, it is hungry, it is a lion rampant, a colossus standing proud, straight backed, and ready to dispense genes, implant seed or share interminable pleasure and love eternal. The Beast has willing helpers, a supporting cast that play. .. she is pretty damn likeable and lovely and sexy. I can fuck and nail and screw and bonk her all day long. I assuredly and for certain can do that. Can't you? I exhale and rustle to myself as she strokes and cuddles and nuzzles her very own bare and uncovered breasts. It is like she is seeking to mock and chaff and make fun of me. What can I do? Tear and smash her window and jump in straight to her room to tonk and rap and bash her. Or tarry here while I watch her get all the more stark-naked. As they writhed in each other's arms, it quickly became one seemingly never-ending kiss after another, until they were almost delirious with passion. Finally, following a particularly intense, steamy tongue-kiss, she guided his long, hard shaft inside her; wrapping her legs around him, she let out an amazing moan when he drove all the way home with a single thrust. Feeding their lust, she arched her back and raised her hips; he immediately started pounding into her, simply bombing away at her. She nodded, and put her sunglasses back on, but didn’t say anything. She swiveled her head back out to face the pool, and we were both quiet for a few minutes.I touched her elbow, and broke the silence. “Riley? I’m 25.”She nodded again, and we returned to our own thoughts for several minutes. I wondered if I could honor her request, still be friendly with her, still have dinner with her family. I realized I had no choice -- I’d made a promise. Unlike some people I’d recently known, I didn’t.