She had primary custody of her 2 c***dren, so that can make it tough to have as much sex as she wanted. Pam had only every other weekend free and that...wasn’t workable for a woman with her need for sex. She would often come over on the way home from work for a quickie or get a sitter if she needed more. This went on for a few years and was a good arrangement for both of us. She had no desire to get married, just looking for great sex. Of course, I was happy having no strings attached sex with a. Once again, in the name of whatever god you worship, I ask that your God bless everyone one of you for stepping forward in our planet's time of need. This is the Washington, out."Cutting the connection, he looked at his bridge crew, and said, "All of you get some rest. You're dismissed."Kala sat beside her husband and watched the bridge crew file out. Getting up from her chair, she moved over to him. She sat in his lap and cuddled with him."I love you, Ken. Now carry me to our bed and make. I understand that. My life is spinning out of control as well, and I wish someone would help me get a grip. But that person is me. I’m getting a grip. I’m going to control things now. Maybe June has never had that. Maybe she doesn’t have the strength. Maybe I’m the only one who can help her set things right for herself. It doesn’t matter if she could be a trap. She’s a person, a human, and Reyna has treated her like property. I can undo that. I can help.“You need me, don’t you?” I ask.She. Stool.Releasing his hold on my hips, he used his fingers in my cunt to make me stand, using me like a puppet. His breath brushed against my neck, making me even more aroused. I stood up and turned to face the bar, bending over the stool, as I heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper. He pushed down on the small of my back and then he bent me over, my arms resting on the bar table as he pushed me to arch my back.In one fluid movement, he removed his fingers from inside me and thrust his huge.