She hoped he would start touching her in more interesting places, because if he held off any longer, she was going to form a puddle of arousal on the ...ountertop. His mouth left hers and he looked down at her with more longing and lust than any person had before.To every man she'd met before, she'd been a weirdo, but right now she felt like a queen in his eyes. He took his hands off her and she looked at him in desperation. She needed him badly."Before we go any further," he said. "We need to. He had hit three cups to my one, but I finally hit the one I was aiming for. At first, nothing really happened, and we went back and forth a few more rounds before he began swaying back and forth.“Woah, Jamie, you OK man?” I asked him.“Yeah, I…I don’t…” he muttered, and swayed more heavily. I ran and caught him just as he passed out and fell backwards, making sure he didn’t hit his head or fall on the ground. I half carried, half dragged him up the stairs into his room and laid him on his bed,. My camera tapes were sixty minutes in duration. It proved to be just enough.If the foreplay had been superb in its controlled interplay, the fuck surpassed it. Nils took his time at first, taking care for both of them that the steady build-up didn’t disintegrate in a hasty frenzy. It was not until perhaps the sixth or seventh careful thrust that he buried himself completely. For a moment he rested. His eyes registered Monique’s hands manipulating her nipples before he resumed movement. Monique. “They didn’t leave us a choice.” I moved up close behind her, and put my arm around her waist.“He was younger than me, and now he’s dead because I shot him.” Her voice quavered, and she held my arm to her belly.“I know, and I’m sorry that you had to do that.”Sharon rolled over to face me, placing her head against my chest. “Me, too. The worst part is that it’s not over.”“I know.” I held her close, and kissed the top of her head. She cried for a while, and then her breathing became deeper and.