All you have to do is want this, and I should be able to help you. So before we begin, let me make sure I understand what you want. The goal here toda..., the goal that we’re both going to try to achieve, is to help you relax and enjoy anal sex.’ Hearing him say it, even after what I’d told him, made me blush anew. ‘Your desired outcome is to take pleasure from anal sex, and be rid of the anxiety you experienced in the past. Only you can make this work, so you have to want this, to want me to. It is plenty big enough to do so comfortably. She looks back over her right shoulder at him. ‘You want to fuck me, don’t you? You want to put it into me from behind, don’t you? You want to see your dick sliding in and out of my pussy, your belly slapping my ass as you slam back and forth into me, don’t you? You want to feel your balls slap against my clit as you pound the hell out of my pussy, don’t you?’ ‘Yes … oh yes … may I please?’ ‘Not a chance, little boy. I’m not done yet.’ She rolls. He doesn’t need to whip her into slavery at all. She’d do anything he wanted, same as me. But poor old Mark has laid out a course and he has to follow it through, whether there’s any need or not. It’s hard luck for the poor girl. She understands and is putting up with it nobly. He’s like a chap who has prepared a speech and discovers someone else has said it first. He’s put all he’s got into the damn thing, so he reads it anyway. His audience can’t very well pack up and leave any more than. He then gave up and just blurted out "ILIKEYOUJOEMORETHANABESTFRIENDFRIENDbrotherMORETHANANYTHING" he was out of breath with saying it so quick and I looked at him with the most confused face I could ever make he the sighed and decided to let me understand him " I like you Joe More than a friend" he looked down I was speechless and my eyes widend so that why he was acting strange I just looked at how upset he was then my face softend I just reached out and hugged him I could tell her was.