I want it! I want you to fuck me. I want it bad!”“No! Not yet! Come on. Use it. You like that don’t you?”“I need it. I need it.”“Rub it ...n your clit. Come, on, rub my cock on your clit.”“Oh, fuck, I’m going to cum! You’re going to make me cum. I can’t stand it. Fuck me! Fuck me! Please! I need your cock. I need it so bad. Oh, no. Don’t stop! Don’t take it away! Don’t do this to me! Fuck me, you bastard. Don’t do this to me. Don’t tease me!”“See what happens when you play games. You can’t wiggle. She has told me she can picture vividly what his boner looked like dangling between his legs and how aroused she became looking at it. She has described the situation as wonderfully erotic non-touching foreplay, full of sexual excitement, teasing and tremendous anticipation.She began picturing what she might do to him and how he would react, thinking about making him cum, considering jerking him off. The more she looked at his boner the more she wanted to touch it, make it feel good, give his. I didn’t know what she meant at first, but I soon realized that Zoe wanted to have this conversation later. Sometimes we would just look in each other’s eyes and smile, all we needed was each other. My physiotherapy was a slow process. In a week I took my first steps, I felt like a fucking child as people applauded such a minor achievement. Another week had me walking slowly on my own without support but only a few steps before the pain became too much. As a month cleared, the nurses removed. It's not by any means an unusual combination, but to find a good one that will take you on cold is rare. Which is why, for about ten years now, I have been pampering myself on an irregular basis. Patricia - she liked the full form of her name, but she won't read this anyway, so I'll call her Pat - turned out to be a diminutive lady a couple of years younger than I was and a full foot shorter, at a little under five feet. Nevertheless, she had hands and arms that were stronger than anyone I've.