Do not take me wrong, I did not take him as my mentor for learning how to be a loud fucker but only to enjoy and learn that there were various ways, p...ople enjoyed sex so I would not be so annoyed when I fucked my bitch and she yelled at the top of her voice. It also helped me out of my stupid timid behavior and enjoy sex as a gift of nature to love. I cannot tell you all else what Samantha the bastard bitch did while we fucked until it came to be that I told her that she was not fit for me and. Kelly thought at the time the insult was out of place. Jeff might be a little thick around the waist, but she certainly didn’t consider him to be fat. Sitting next to him on the couch, she handed him the compress and set an ice tea on the table in front of him. “Really? How much weight did you lose?” “Almost a hundred pounds," he responded with pride. "That’s why I was walking down the beach. I try to get some exercise every day.” “That wonderful Jeff, it’s really worked for you. You look. If all we could ever expect was a few months ofbliss followed by a downward spiral into quarreling and conflict, whatwas the point of trying? Or even hoping?*****It certainly seemed like the latter - Mark and I didn't communicate atall after that little altercation. My close friend and mentor Ericaadvised that I just play the waiting game and not be the first to reachout this time, like I'd done twice before. "The ball's in his court,"she stated with a shrug. "Give him some time and space and. The sunlight was beginning to creepacross the sky, blazing it with pink and orange.He looked over at her in the tangle of bed sheets. Shewas beautiful. One arm stretched over her head, her faceturned to the side. Her dark tangle of hair lay acrossthe pillow, her mouth parted slightly. The top of thesheet pulled over her breasts and the bottom revealingher smooth legs.Lightly he brushed his fingertips over her shoulder; shemoved a little, her leg brushing against his. He smiledand pressed his.