Yet she was still fully clothed, quite unusual given their preferred style of sexual interaction. For just a moment, he envisioned her blindfolded, th...ashing about beneath him, a single lengthy rope binding her arms and her breasts, screaming beautifully as he assaulted her chest with his belt. Yet now, fully clothed and looking up at him with complete trust and love, silent, bathed in moonlight, she was even more beautiful, like a goddess before him. She reached out to him, stroking his. “Kinda, yeah,” I replied honestly. Philosophy, at least in college, was usually just a tool students used to sound smart anyway. People would just quote old dead guys and apply it to modern-day life, as if that itself was profound. Most of the time they didn’t even get what the philosophers were saying. Cameron was the king of this. He’d quote Marx at least once every few days or so, and talk about how his ideas were so radical and then… go on to show he knew nothing about Marx’s ideas. I had. No girl in their right would want to fuck me, would they? (Except that cheating BITCH...)I tossed my cig butt away and got up and continued walking, the sky now at its lowest blue point before turning black. This was my favorite time of the day; I’d always been a nocturnal person. It was just in my nature; the night was when I really felt like someone. As I walked, my mind focused on the girls I’d seen across the street. Who were they? Where did they come from? What were they doing here? . I then take a bottle of water-based lube and start to squeeze some onto your asshole and start to rub it in slowly with my fingers. Because of how relaxed you are and the pleasure you have had, your tight little asshole is more relaxed. You are breathing deeply and you are ready - aching actually - to feel something slide in.I start with one finger, coated in lube and gently press on your hole. Amazingly, your ass opens easily and accepts my finger which slides slickly in. Now you can feel the.