I enjoyed hard, deep sex, but not rough sex. I didn't like to be slapped, even on my ass, or my hair pulled. After years of boring love making, Paul w...s about to give me a good, hard fuck, and I needed it.I spread my legs and raised them high. I looked down and watched his cock go in and out of my vagina as he began fucking me with long, deep thrusts."Fuck me," I said, "Fuck me hard."He looked me right in the eyes and his thrusts got faster and deeper. The bed squeaked loudly as he pounded me.. ‘If I had a choice, I’d focus on my painting. It’s so hard to break into the art market. Most galleries aren’t looking for serious work anyway. They’re more interested in feel good art that people want to buy.’ The serious look on his face as he talked made Krissy smile in spite of herself. ‘You sound like an idealists if I’ve ever heard one,’ Krissy observed cheerfully. His attitude just seemed to make him all the more attractive to her, though she couldn’t understand why. He wore his passion. I want to know more, more, more.”Dave had led Tanya between the houses and to the bar that was not yet staffed for the evening.“Do you know where Jake is?”“Not at all. I thought he lived here.”“He did. He does, but he disappeared the day we confronted him with his indiscretion with you. He violated perhaps our most important ethic about the Circle. He had unprotected sex with an outsider and failed to verify that you were clean, meaning you had no sexually transmitted diseases. When we. Fortunately having a river near and few people to see not that we cared if we were seen we all went for a refreshing swim to wash the sex juices and sour wine away. Totally refreshed and sober and just slightly hungover Ava and Ingrid directed me to their house just outside Cologne and introduced me to their parents Helmut and Uschi Schnittgrundt and younger brother Ernst who seemed happy to meet me. “Tell me where you learned to sprechen in deutsch so Well?” Helmut asked as we had a tastey.