My God, she was insatiable. But for me, the highlight of the evening was sharing that bed with Jayne. She curled up into my arms and allowed me to car...ss her hair and neck before drifting off into a deep sleep. At that moment, she felt like she belonged to me. I held her gently, listening to the sounds of her breathing as she slept. All was well in my world. The next morning I woke up and Jayne was still there, her ass nestled against me. I quietly got up and called room service for breakfast. Shit I hate aggressive women, why am I tolerating this. I thought to myself.I stared in her eyes for a moment then added. "Look if you really want to know if it works the author references this other book. He doesnt go into much detail about the actually excersise just his theories on how it works. This book isnt about masturbation, just this chapter." Ok, so where is that book?" She said walking down the aisle. "Whats the title and author?"I told her and she began her search. I closed the book. They would sit together and tell the same stories over and over again. I would usually nod or tip my cap to people that I saw often but didn’t know. Almost always I would get a polite reply and a smile. Pubs are usually friendly places, especially at mid-day. I first noticed Molly and Marilyn one Saturday early in the fall, a couple of months after Dana and I went our separate ways. The mid-day weekend patrons are quite different from the weekday regulars. Two different crowds altogether. Since. After only three pumps I was going to cum. I knew I would not let myself stop until he’d pleasured himself with my body, but I also knew his orgasm was coming quick too. In a split second I realized that he was doing a quickie with me, like my boss at the restaurant, like the guys at the YMCA, like my swim coach, like the guys at the arcade who stopped in on the way home to their wives. It dawned on me that there was far more to the sex world than I imagined.I snapped back to the rough fuck.