..biting. I can't help but move my hips against u, grinding trying to find some release. My movememts & the smell & taste of my skin makes you grow e...en harder...almost to the point of pain. My moaning & movements become more needy... You spin me around once more kissing me harshly on the mouth as ur pleasure & pain has turned to need. You take me by the hand & gently lay me down across the bed. U take in the entire view of my full naked body...my porcelain white smooth skin with all my. I mean she was a wild one, all right. After I went off and I pulled out and she yelled like bloody murder and I saw that she was not who I put in that bed in that room. Anyway, I did what any gentleman would do and I apologized for violating her lips. Hey, you would have done the same thing if you made a mistake like that. I mean you got to be real unsensitive not to apologize when one is due. But even after I apologized, she just turned up the sound knob and screeched louder.Now let me back up. ‘The point Mr. Aramis is that you feel comfortable enough to call me by a pet name like a good husband when you don’t know the first thing about me. Care to explain?’ No, definitely not the thing he was expecting. Pride nags a corner of my mind His lips lift into a smile. He is beautiful. Perfect. He reminds me of my imperfections. He just succeeded in wounding my vanity. Contrary to what you may think, I am not a savage. If you prefer to be called by any other name, say so. I just wanted to. They were always displayed in an up position as if to invite attention in any fashion. Each image was even more erotic that the previous one. So I located an image site and posted similar images to her page. The difference was there was always males in my images that were touching, kissing or caressing one of the females.Even our conversations took on an erotic tone. "I am so horny," she confessed one evening. "What brought that on?"I asked. "Your voice," she responded. "Really?" "Yes really..