A loss to something I couldn’t fight. It wasn’t often that I couldn’t do anything. I guess that knowledge made the helpless feelings even worse.... was down and about as low as I could go, when I got a call from Mason with the SJL. I have no idea why I answered it. Maybe it was the fact that I had hit bottom in only five weeks. I either had to climb back up, or find something else to help me sleep at night. There had been a time when booze helped me sleep. I kicked that, and swore I would never. However, when my fingers were inserted she thought she was going to explode. I could feel my cock buried in her bowls. My fingers in her pussy could feel the penetrating strokes going back and forth. Claire also has a dark nasty side. A side of her that wants her hair pulled. A side of her that wants to be tied down, to have her nipples sucked hard, and to have her pussy fucked by several men. You’d never know it to look at her. She as pretty as the girl next door and can make the apple pie to. When she said “I wanna fuck” she really meant it. I pulled her to me and deeply kissed her. My tongue probed her mouth and danced with hers. I felt her hand wrapping around my hardness, her touch was soft and gentle. Almost teasing. Oh fuck … I thought, barely containing my desire. “You taste so good, baby.” I said, as I finally dropped the bags and pulled her to the ground. Luckily, she’d worn a skirt that day. To this day, I believe she planned to fuck me when she got up that morning. She. This is the Gold Coast of Florida, and there have to be hundreds of great Italian restaurants. How about we find an authentic Italian dive and get a pizza and all the other stuff?"There were only about fifteen pizza parlors within ten miles, so we picked one and headed out.Catherine apparently appointed herself my protector, keeper, and mother hen, because she was next to me every second of the drive, the meal, and afterwards, the walk on the pier. Someone obviously ordered her to pretend to be.