Once she works through her problems, I think you’ll be where you want to be.”“I’m not pushing at all,” I said.“If you change your mind, we...could sneak back after midnight,” Marie smirked.“I really do appreciate the offer, but no.”They moved back to where they’d been sitting, and when Angie came back, we hung out until it was time for our prayers. Jeannette and Marie each gave me a very sexy birthday kiss before they left, and then Angie and I went into my bedroom to pray. When we finished, I. It wasn't like she was hurting me physically. Her words had beenaccurate; Daniel had loosened me up. Her assault was emotional - andhit its mark. After my experience with Daniel, and now this, I did feellike a slut. The truly scary part was, I liked it.It was that thought that made me cum a second time that evening, evenharder than the first. Dianna came too, flooding my tush with hercreamy spunk. We stood there dazed, sprawled over the trunk of the car,slowly collecting our senses."Why?" I. The more you let go, the deeper the relaxation gets. The deeper you go, the better you feel. The better you feel, the more you want to go deeper. Like an endless cycle. Deeper and deeper you go. The better it gets. The more pleasure you will feel. You want this pleasure now. You need this pleasure now. You crave this pleasure now. This pleasure excites your body. Tingling with pleasure as you go deeper. Deeper and more relaxed. The pleasure grows stronger now. And you want it so bad, don’t you?. "She made a lot of sense and probably kept me from doing something really stupid with my kids." I nodded and she went on. "They were grown ups sexually, but still kids, you know? I mean, Misty was not even eighteen then, and Donnie was only fifteen when I walked in on them." She sighed."So you didn't go home and ground then for life?"She giggled. "No, and I didn't send Misty to a convent, either." So they got off lightly?" Well, we had a serious heart to heart talk the next day." The next day?".