"Gainey, do I disgust you? Do you hate me for doing that?" I already answered that, Brenda. I don't hate you, and you don't disgust me. I thought you ...ated me, but now I'm not sure." I thought I did too. In fact, I'm sure I did. That's not even the worst part though. Touching you doesn't make me want to go get clean again. I guess I already suspected that, even before yesterday and today though. There has to be something really wrong with me to feel the way I do. You raped me, and I hated every. During the pounding I was giving her I told her why I was fucking her. She was the first person, other than the guys I had been with, I admitted my need for dick. We came at the same time. She encourages me to seek out guys to suck. She asks for pictures, which I am all too glad to provide. She is always turned on and enjoys me texting her at work telling her when he is coming over, what we did, she likes to hear I swallowed every drop. She has even made suggestions on guys she thinks would. Grabbing my hand, Sarah squeezed my fingers onto her nipples, twisting and pulling them. Her nipples got hard and erect. I went for the goal and pushed my whole hand inside her pussy, twisting it as I withdrew it and slid it back in again. Sarah's body was sweating and she let out a scream of pleasure."Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she screamed, as she bucked her pelvis up towards my fist, her hands and fingers pulling violently at both nipples, twisting and pinching them.I increased the tempo,. I think you’re being pretty hard on her by the way. She adores you, in case you hadn’t noticed, and to brush her off the way you did—”“It was for her own good.”“Oh, I know that and so does she. Doesn’t make it any easier though, does it? Honestly, I don’t think she really expected you’d come home and fall into her arms, but she did kind of hope. She told me what you said, and you’re right. If you think you’re still not right in the head, then you’d only be putting her in a position where she’ll.