Katie moans a short quick moan at his touch. “Oh, you like that don’t you, you little bitch.” Rick pinches her nipples again. Katie moans. “Y...u like it when I call you a litlle bitch don’t you?” Katie nods. Rick pinches her young nipples again. Katie responds with a moan. Rick cups them again feeling them completely. After a moment, Rick moves his hands and grabs Katie’s hands. He puts them on his pants and belt. “You need to see and feel what you’re doing to me.” Katie look at Rick’s eyes. But the thing is, you really do need a brain to process what you are feeling. And when my brain power was turned back on just seconds later, I could see the truth quite clearly, I was falling in love. Because it wasn’t just lust (although heavily spiced with that particular ingredient), it was something more. And it wasn’t a comfortable ‘I like this guy, and we’re compatible, and I want to be with him’-kind of falling in love either. It was like an instant meal of insanely strong feelings of. .. Never mind. Tony, go wake Kate up in the bedroom. Melody! What are you wearing?”Kate was stretched out beautifully naked on top of the bed and still moaning. I approached quietly and leaned over to place a soft kiss on her lips. Her arms reflexively closed around my neck and pulled me down to her in a passionate kiss.“Oh,” she whispered when she finally opened her eyes. “You aren’t the lover I went to sleep with. Are you my wake-up lover?”“I guess I could be,” I laughed. “Don’t tell me Lissa. Sex is ok-ish and I do have a fling with an old ex-workmate of mine from time to time and a season, semi-regular shag-buddy in our Spanish villa. No complaints. But when I masturbate all I think about is how he phuqued me.He was 53 and I was 18. I had recently broken up with my then love-of-my-life and I was going through a mid-teens crisis. He was not particularly good-looking and he was not a sugar daddy either. Just some random bloke I met on the internet - against my better instincts. He.