Constructive criticism (look it up first or you may be sorry!) is acceptable, but your slanted negative opinion is NOT constructive, keep that in mind...This isn’t a forum, go to forums to rant. Any comments not directly about the story and I deem insulting will be removed or I’ll just turn comments off all together. I had hoped this would be the “accepting” community it’s supposed to be, what with all the other stories on here that are 100 times worse/graphic/sick than anything I’m writing. ..She couldn't help her body as it began to respond to the pummeling as his fist drove in and out of her, and suddenly she was overcome with one of the most unbelievably strong orgasms she had ever experienced. She felt his hand pull back, making a slight popping sound as it pulled out of her... She lay there panting, waiting to see what would happen next, praying that he would just leave her now... Suddenly, she felt his weight as he sat on the lounge, felt his legs slide up under hers, his. He felt rested. He had on a tight white t shirt and his black leather pants that left nothing to the imagination. He was also wearing the heavy steel balled neckchain she had given him. He looked so sexy. She thought. they really looked good together. His earring looked good with his masculine features.He smiled at her and sat down to eat. "Well, isn't this romantic?" and delicious. "Rick added, as they ate the spaghetti and meatball dinner with garlic bread and red wine. "Thank you kind sir.. Her quick-witted “fiery” personality was tough to deal with sometimes, but she always kept me in line. Mom’s sister, Ellen, shared the same traits down to even hair color. On occasion when they were together they had the same sense of humor that went exceedingly well with their wit. Together they could have made a blue comedian blush.It was a month before my nineteenth birthday when fate conspired to turn my dreams into reality. My mother had gone out of town on a business trip and she had.