A few days later I found my own copy in the local video shop and I went bright red when the sales guy scanned it in; I could now watch it all on my ow....I've had a few boyfriends and I'm not a virgin but it all seemed so sordid somehow, back seats of their cars or in some dark alley. No, what I wanted was a guy like 'Sir Stephen' to take control of my life and my body. At first, I didn't like the idea of being beaten or whipped but I understand why for it makes you obedient. My orgasms generated. After about 6 months of being single my friend introduced me to a guy. We got along really well, and I loved his really long hair. He was sweet and we started spending every waking hour with each other. Soon after that I started sleeping at his parents house. So we were spending every hour I was not at work, and he was not at school. I slept at his parents house with him for about a month before we had sex. Although everyone thought that we were already. Our first time was pretty awkward and. I release my grip on the gearstick and pull my skirt up a little bit higher and lazily start stroking myself. The droning engine throbs in time with my heartbeat; the music is thumping and the road stretches out in front of me. I’m already wet and getting wetter as I ever so slowly stroke my pussy, gently parting my inner lips and spreading my juice along my folds. I scoot my butt to the edge of the seat and tilt my hips up to meet my hand and I find my rhythm. My heart skips a bit when I see. ’ When it rang a second time Eileen realized she could actually hear her mother’s phone ringing from her own house. ‘Oh dear, mother must have turned up the volume on the ringer, ‘she said to herself. She let it ring about four more times but when her mother didn’t answer, she hung up the phone and walked over. Sticking her head in the front door she called out, ‘Mother, why haven’t you answered the phone?’ He mother didn’t answer, so Eileen stepped in the door, calling out, ‘Mother, are you.