Enjoy them. Cherish them. Are you wanting to take that pleasure away from me?”“No, Sir,” she quietly says as she lays her head back on me, �...I am sorry I responded that way. I thought I hurt you and you didn’t want that.” Her breathing was slowing and I can feel her beginning to relax in my arms.“Sir?”“Yes, dear.”“I am tired of being strong. I am tired of not having someone to lean on. I am tired of always leading and I want to be led. I am tired of always knowing where I am. I want to. He sits next to me, still checking me out. Now I’ll look away, because it’s awkward to keep staring when he’s right next to me. I go back to my Kindle, but I’m a little self-conscious because I can tell he’s still looking at me. Finally, he speaks. “What are you reading?” I smile slightly, and blush just a little as I’m forced to admit my addiction to the Southern Vampire Mysteries. “Have you ever seen True Blood? On HBO?” I ask. “I love that show,” he smiles. “The sex scenes are hot for a. Saturday came and I drove myself over to her house. I knocked on the front door, no answer. I could hear noises inside so I knocked louder. This time I heard Carla say "come in, I'm in the lounge room." The door was unlocked, so I let myself in. I walked down the hallway, noticing a painting of Carla on the wall. In it, she was naked, lying on a bed with her legs slightly spread. My cock started to juice up at the sight of it and what I hoped lay ahead. I shook my head, telling myself that. She took his raging cock completely. He closed his eyes letting a smile muffle his moan. Opening his eyes, he saw her length lying beside him. He traced up the legs that rested against his shoulder, along the belly to wonderful tits. Reaching for a nipple with his left, he spread her legs and looked to find his sweet snatch with his right. Holding tight to her tit, tightened her mouth on his dick. Waves swept over her as fingers moved from her slit to her clit and back again. He knew where.