When my thumb began hitting her clit she went crazy. Her whole body tensed and she cried “Oh god, oh fuck” and she orgasmed cumming all over my ha...d. I could feel her juices soaking my hand. Her body rocked through a long orgasm, her pussy contracting and trying to lock onto my fingers. As I felt her coming down from her peak I slowed down, allowing her to return to earth slowly and gently. Hillary was laying there panting. Her eyes were closed and I saw a single tear rolling down the side of. But now more than ever, she had doubts that he'd do the right thing,were he armed with that understanding.She'd barely been able to give it a moment's thought before he'd fuckedthe sense out of her, an experience she found hard to dwell on withoutcoming dangerously close to triggering her need to be sated once more.Yet now in her relatively calmer state, she was able to think on themeaning of his aggression, that sadistic disregard he'd never shown herbefore.Ian had come through her door with a. Even though he was asleep, she found it hard to concentrate.He'd managed two good fucks and a slow one to finish. That was pretty good going for a 42 year old inside two hours. The last one had been for her because, by then, he was beginning to lose interest. He'd wanted to go to sleep, but she'd coaxed him to another hard on and he'd managed, just, a very weak cum. It was special for her, also, because it had been missionary and his mouth had rarely left hers. It was an act of pure, unselfish,. And I supposed she had legitimate reasons.“I’m sorry,” I said, which was the only thing I could say.“Yes, I’m sure that you are. But WHY are you sorry? And what are you going to do about it?”“I’m sorry because I obviously hurt you. I’m sorry for not being able to make a decision. As for what I’m going to do, I have no idea what to do. When I try to decide, I get crazy. When I put things off, it looks like I’m stringing you all along.”“Not deciding is a way of deciding. The only reason this.