She had been hot. So hot, he could not get enough of her. They had fucked each other in every conceivable manner and some not so conceivable. They fuc...ed in public places, in their car, on the beach under a blanket, in the woods, they fucked in the ladies room of restaurant once. She was hotter than a two dollar pistol and he loved it, and her. Thjey decided they were sexually compatible so they made it permanent; that was fifteen years ago. Now, he was lucky to get laid. Turning the corner and finding a darkened area, very little traffic and prying eyes I turn you around and kiss your lips deeply and passionately. My hands slide down your back underneath your skirt. Sliding over your ass, squeezing firmly and teasing your skin as our tongues dance with one another. Feeling my finger slide between your cheeks and pressing the anal plug into your asshole, making sure you still had it buried deep inside your tight little hole. Lifting the back of your skirt up,. Returning her gaze to her reflection she gently touched the marks on her body. They varied from dark bruising to fading yellow patches. Here and there were small pale scars and even an angry red mark on her upper arm where Charles had once stubbed out a cigarette. She let her touch linger on some of the marks. Some were still tender and she winced as her fingers brushed them. Breathing deeply, she raised herself and fixed her reflection with a steely gaze. ‘No man will ever hurt me again. He. It was almost two in the morning by the time we got back to Nashville. A storm in the flyover states forced us to divert northward until we wound up on almost the exact path we would have taken if we had been stopping in Cleveland for our parents.My Friday morning began way too early for my tastes. We had scheduled a therapy session when we thought we’d be leaving the West Coast in the morning instead of in the evening hours.Ciera was right on time so I dragged myself into the workout room. We.