And she wanted!Karl placed his hands on her's resting on his chest and smiled up. "That's such a nice way to wake up in the morning. Have I told you l...tely that I love you?"Tammy laughed. "My father says that to my mother all the time." What's her answer," Karl asked."You just did! That's my answer too. You just did!" Well, then," Karl said, "We have only one solution to that problem."Tammy smiled a broad smile. Most of the bruising and swelling had dissipated from her attack on the tree but. This is a green light for me in my mind and I start pumping more up and down than in and out. I know she is enjoying it when I hear a faint “yes” out of her. Sweet! I continue to pump up and down by going up on my toes and down on my heels more. Over halfway in! “Ugh, Ugh, Ugh!” is all I can hear with each thrust. She’s loving it. “This is my ass isn’t it?” she let’s out another faint “yes”. “Who’s ass is it Ms. Hanes?” “It’s your ass!” “Who’s?” “Yours!” “It better be bitch! I’m going. It lay on her abdomen reaching from between her legs to a bit past her navel. "Oh God, Jay, I think I might have some second thoughts," she tried wiggling her feet free from his hands. "Jay, please, let go of my feet." Please, don't do this. I'm so fucking crazy about you right now," he pleaded. "Please, we can just start slow and if you decide to stop, I will without any hesitation. Okay, babe? Tiffany, sweetie, I swear."Anyone else would have seen right through his lie, but Tiffany wanted to. I mean no good could ever come of it, right? Well since our talk on Saturday, I started reevaluating my feelings and realized the heart of my resentfulness stemmed mainly from the dreaded Christmas incident. Yes, he had most definitely gone overboard with my punishment, but I was the one who instigated it by hiding out under the house and scaring my parents half to death. I would summarize that mistakes were made by both parties that day and, even though I convinced myself that I forgave him, I.