They sat down on the couch holding their glasses of wine."You know something," Jamie said, "that angel on top of the tree must have been modeled after...you, the only difference being you are way more beautiful." Thank you, sweetheart," Lynn said as she kissed him. "This has already turned out to be the best Christmas of my life." It can only get better, baby," he said."I can't imagine how," she said teasingly. "Just having you here is enough for me." Just wait until the clock strikes midnight,". He loves to do it. He is addicted to it. He enjoys it.What he wonders is that in this world of globalization, are there any females who feel the same. Who just want to masturbate and enjoy. Getting married and enjoying real sex is another thing but having a addiction to online sex is a completely different experience. I believe the readers of sex stories are all in a way addicted to cybersex and they enjoy it along with their normal lives.I am sure females also would like to have a secret. She grunted excitedly as he shoved her roughly against the wall. He had realized suddenly if they both worked together, they could undo these bonds completely. It only took them a moment to work their knots loose. Lily kissed him hungrily, her red hair wild around her bright eyes. ‘Fuck me, Baxter, please fuck me … ‘ she pleaded with him again. He turned her around to face the wall, ran his cock through her labia a couple of times, stopping just short of her clit. She whimpered in anticipation,. If you have any ideas, I am open to suggestions."I didn't say anything, just sat for a few minutes thinking about what he said. I knew this was tearing him apart, because I had already thought about how I would handle it if Kat ever asked me. I was a little different than Carver, because I knew she could never get her hands on my records. They were buried in the vaults at Interpol, and Maurice had already sanitized them for me. I had a thought and reached into my desk. I pulled out the file.