She replied, “ I need some clothes” he had sent her in without any. He laughed a deep laugh before telling her to get out. With a nervous breath, ...he did as she was told. He led her to the kitchen table. Except he had dragged it out into the living room and cleared the space around it. Isabella stood next to the table, where the couch used to be. She wasn’t sure what to think, why would he mess with the furniture? She wanted to ask him, but the sting on her face from the last time she spoke up. " I know," Ally said. "He sort of helped me keep it together today."When she desperately wanted to ask what they did all day, Kaija decided kindness and empathy would get her farther in her quest for information. "What happened? Are you okay?" Things went from bad to worse," Ally said, her voice catching as she spoke.Now Kaija was truly intrigued and admittedly a bit relieved. Surely a budding romance between her and Barclay wouldn't cause that kind of a reaction, would it? Unless... No. Kaija. I wanted her bad. I rubbed faster and harder, each with a more intense thought of her. I wanted to feel her, taste her, caress her, please her. I wanted her to be mine. As I though of what it would be like if she sat on my face, the most intese orgasm raged through my body, causing me to actually jerk around. I was in heaven and fell alseep in the ecstasy I, and Mandi, had just caused. When I woke up, it was the next day, Friday. Only one more day until I went on my "date" with Mandi. I didn't. That use of rubbers for anal sex lasted for over 2 decades for me. Then 4 years ago (already!!!) I met a man who became my lover. Whom I feel a bit (or a lot?) in love with and who ultimately let me down. The sex was fantastic. The first time we fucked, he used a condom. But within a few date nights, he talked me into going bareback. He had been test earlier, but that had been a few months earlier. I had no idea how many men he had fucked, but I knew he did not bottom. Plus, as I said, I was.