All the anger, all the frustration caused by my bad mood got down in my stomach and then down in my balls and instantly gave me the sensation that I r...ally need to fuck. Desperately. So, like in a dream, I found myself almost tearing off her shirt and taking in my mouth one of her tits, sucking then her nipple like I`ve never done it before. She became to pant and moan, while I was touching her sexy stockings legs higher and higher, right up under her skirt, where: surprise! She didn`t wear. Then she loudly told “NO”! Meanwhile, I was not able hold anymore.I wanted to come immediately – hence I told her “I will keep it between your Thighs, pleeease” before getting any answer, I pushed my tool in between her thighs, very close to her pussy (She cooperated, tightening her thighs) – In fact a part of my tool was rubbing her pussy! I worked like there is no tomorrow! In between my tool tip was hitting her pussy lips.Now, I was fully on her and started kissing her wildly – she went very. She left it to her body to answer! Eyes closed, Helen threw back her head, her lips half-opened as if ready to sing as her body arched to push her straining tits into my grip. Her ass lifted off the carpet, and her groin began to grind my deeply embedded cock. Like last Thursday in the car, the Panther abandoned all shame in her lust.And I felt like screaming out my joy in her. Putting one of Helen’s legs in the crook of my arm, I raised it high. She cried out a, “Yes! Yes! Fuck me again, Ben!”. So far, I had been a huge failure to everyone, including myself. Funny that a person like myself should have a house when most people only dream about one, trapped in apartment life, or still living with their parents. I looked up at the old place as the taxi blew gravel over me. Upset no doubt because I stiffed him. I needed to stretch my dollars as far as they could now since I was rapidly running towards the last bit of my rope. So close, I could see the frayed end that would mark the end.