After I have finished, I draw you close and kiss youagain. Reaching towards your collarbones, I put my palms on yourshoulders, and running my hands ov...r your smooth skin, I push yourblouse off of you and onto the floor.You are not wearing a bra.Looking down between us, your already erect nipples brushing againstmy chest, you run your hands up and down my waist. I shiver, and wesmile. You pull my T-shirt out of my Levi's and pull it over my head.Enjoying the feeling of our hands on our backs, we. Jim was my fourth therapist, trying to see through to my evil ways that compelled me to rape an 18-year-old girl. My girlfriend’s roommate. Coldly and without apology. He was trying to figure out if I was some kind of monster. ***** The scene that they had heard about regarding my rape was gruesome. There I was. Found raping this poor girl, cum still dripping from my cock, as I had this crazy, possessed look in my head. Like I was about to kill somebody. I remember during the trial, Beth. At first I didn't want to read the stories, but then, with the feminine curiosity speaking louder, I ended up reading some stories and because of that I took the courage to report my experience to you.I don't know if I should be doing this, but I think I'll feel better about sharing my guilt with you.Last month my husband invited Luiz, a friend of his from the countryside, to use our house here in São Paulo, while he was here doing some business.He would only stay 3 or 4 days and my husband. “Ma’am!” Caleb gasped, stepping back, even though he had been instantly turned on. “Ashley and I have a little experiment we’d like to do, and we’d like you to be the main star of it. Now, just let me get you more in the mood,” Jillian said and slowly sank down to her knees, drawing his cock out of his pants and sighing at the sight of his hard, young penis. “Mmm,” she murmured and rubbed his cock over her lips, sticking out her tongue and running it around the head and then up and down his.