She felt his hands go to the top of her head, sliding along the floor still, keeping him laying above her, when they reached and cupped her head his w...ole body rammed up. She felt his cock enter her, sharp, hard, forceful. She didn’t know what to do. Tears in her eyes came as release because it wasn’t as painful as the first time but then the pain in her back where the brand was hurt as he rammed into her several times, the newly formed skin scrapping off on the concrete underneath them. He. Lot’s of new bells and whistles she may have, but doesn’t yet know how to use effectively.She is still a drug addict, habitual. A creature of habits. She is heading home to familiar turf. Common knowledge in which areas the homeless tend to aggregate, dictates where the epicenters of the search will be. Her humble home will be found.What is her immediate agenda? Her stash of clothes. Sure she must have such a stash. Right now, she is nearly naked, dressed only in that smock, and vulnerable. Her. "Andy, I'm sorry I didn't know that you weren't here and--"Slap. I never knew that Andy could move that fast. And she was getting stronger, probably from our work out sessions.Nonetheless, this was becoming a bad habit. I could not believe she would actually hit me! Every time I tried to voice my opinion on our 'arrangement' my face stung."Listen up! You are a good man. I knew what I was doing when I started this! I love you and always will. You are the only man for me so you just stop. A group of the reps wanted us to go to the pool, but I really wanted to study because I had so much too learn. When we got to the room, Tom stripped down to his boxers again and I thought ‘why not’ and did the same. I found it very hard to keep my eyes from wandering over to him and checking out his physique. It wasn’t too long before the phone rang and it was some of the guys that were at the pool urging us to join them. Tom agreed and dropped his boxers to dig out his trunks from his.