They’ll confuse you with their logic and you’ll find yourself agreeing to something you have no understanding of. That’s when it gets dangerous....��“So, if I keep saying no, I’ll be safe?”She laughed. “I don’t know about Sia, but Jasmin’s never demonstrated an understanding of the word no.” She added, “My advice is stick to I’ll think about it.”Our conversation flowed easily for the next half hour or so. Alia, a financial planner, was articulate and sharp with a dry sense of humor. I liked. ”“Problem?” I said, suddenly scared that he might have an STD.“I'm a sex addict.”Relieved, I laughed and told him what I’d feared. He assured me that he was clean and that he’d not had a BJ or sex in over three years. “Awww, that’s sad,” I teased.“Shut up,” he said and pulled me in for another kiss as we reached the end of our hike. We laughed and patted each other’s dog and I was feeling happy with my meeting and hike. At my car, he asked if I knew the clam shack down the road. I mentioned one. Bobby still had not made contact with her clit and Barbara desperately needed his tongue or his cock to touch her clit. She moaned in pleasure and frustration as Bobby continued to tease her. He again wiggled his tongue deep within her pussy before finally nudging her clit. Barbara jumped as a spark of pleasure shot through her body. Bobby slid his hands under her curvy ass and lovingly cupped her shapely ass cheeks. He sucked her clit into his mouth and held it between his lips as he ran his. ..it's not that. I love you, Justin. It's just...you're wonderful, and making love is fine, but sometimes I don't want to be treated like I'm made of glass. I want—" "To be fucked like a slut? Used and degraded?" Kelly's eyes widened; she waited for the inevitable blowup, but it never came. Justin merely regarded her coolly, finally giving her a small smile when he saw her hesitation. "Answer truthfully." "Yes, but—" "Don't do that. I asked for the truth. I meant what I said, Kelly. I love you,.