" There I've said it, Nora thought. I didn't say it to David, but Darla will tell him. Tears stung her eyes."Ah, now I understand," Darla said compass...onately. "I grew up with his trips. For a long time, I tried not to do anything I thought would destroy his love and respect, but I soon realized love doesn't work that way." I was a slut, Darla. I fucked around; I mean I really fucked around. I dated a lot my senior year in high school, and fucked almost every boy or man who asked me out. As you. I was going crazy with this guy, so I decided I needed to do someting. I got to my knees and pushed him on to his back on the cold floor. He was completely naked, with his cock pointing straight up in to the air. He knew he had a great body and had no problem with me enjoying the sight of it. I started kissing the inside of his legs and from time to time bit the skin a little. He moaned and whispered: "Get on with it you tease". I wasn't going to let him tell me what to do, so I took my time. Motioning to the others, she got off Bobbie’s back, then took one of her hands and turned her over. Lifting her up, Andy was sitting on the floor with her back to the bed and held Bobbie in front of her. Wrapping her arms around the girl, Andy held her tightly with her hands crossed over her chest and actually used her tits for handholds. With her hair cropped so short, it was possible for Andy to kiss the girl’s ear. Moreover, as she held her, Andy became conscious of the woman’s extraordinary. It doesn’t even matter to me whether I cum every time we have sex anymore. I never would have believed I would hear myself say it, but just being held in his strong arms, just being a vessel for his powerful cock fulfills me in a way I never thought possible. When he fucks me in the missionary style it reminds me that he is in control and my role is to be receptive for him, to lay beneath him like a wife should and enjoy the sensation of pleasing his cock as it slowly fills my slit to fullness,.