" I think it unlikely," he said. "A sacrifice which does not increase, or tend to increase, the sum total of happiness, he would count as wasted. So, ...e does not wish that you sacrifice the happiness which petting would bring you; he wishes that you were still a young girl who would find no happiness in petting at all." I think that is close to the mark," she conceded."And since that wish is contrafactual, we cannot give him the reality. By being reasonably discreet, however, we can leave his. You: "looks like it" i say, you can see me getting hardStranger: *I start rubbing your dick over your pants*You: " i start rubbing your pussy back"Stranger: Like my pussy b*o?You: very much ;)Stranger: *I take off my pants and panties. I pull out your dick out of your gym shorts*You: i start using my other hand to caress your breastsStranger: *I take off my tank top and you realize that I'm not wearing a bra.*Stranger: Let's fuck b*o.You: Hell yeahStranger: *I straddle your lap after you take. The pressureinside me continued to build until I started squirting juicesuncontrollably."Feels good, doesn't it?" she asked. With my face still buried in herpussy, all I could do was grunt an "mmm-hmmm" kind of noise. However,that wouldn't be a problem any longer as she pulled the vibrator out ofme and stood up beside the bed. I finally got to see the shiny bluevibrator she'd been using on me. It looked to be about eight inches longwith small bumps all along the length, though there was no. I got there around midnight and quietly made myself a snack in the kitchen. Since she didn't come down, I hoped she was sleeping and went upstairs. I needed to get some rest. Monday was going to be an incredibly difficult day.When my alarm went off the next morning at eight, Terry was long gone. I breathed a sigh of relief knowing I managed to make it through the weekend. Now came the really hard part. I had already rented a small trailer and contacted a couple of friends to help me. I couldn't.