She obeyed grinding on his cock whilst his finger penetrated deeper and deeper into her virgin anal passage. She felt completely powerless in this pos...tion, though she was on top he was in complete control, he had her held close against him her breasts pressed against his chest and he was alternating between nibbling her shoulder and kissing the side of her face. At first she found this cute and pleasurable but as he increased the pace of his fingering and she increased her grinding to keep in. I remember crying out in shock at the sudden, deep penetration.His cock was nothing like my fingers and he forced my cunt box wide as he drove his prong into my belly. I was in a state of shock, totally stunned by this and still bleary and dazed from my hot sexual torpor. I felt his cock push deep into my body and his body, his hips press against my ass cheeks.For a second I was balanced between my rapidly building fear and mortification, and the sudden flaring rise in heat between my legs.. ”Ivan Sokolov had changed clothes. But if I weren’t the kind of detective who notices stuff like that, I wouldn’t have been aware of the sartorial switch. November Man still looked as drab as ever.My plan, brilliant in its simplicity, was to liquor him up and get him to blab. Confess, if I’m lucky.One hour and three drinks later -- mojitos, not vodka for him, red wine for me -- I had made scant progress. Zero would describe it pretty well.Since hearty, then sexy, had accomplished nothing, I. " Get over me? You make it sound like you had feelings for me."I didn't say anything. I just let out a nervous laugh. "Well that's great," she said, and she walked away.She didn't sleep in my bed. When my mom questioned her, she insisted that I was too old to be giving up my bed, and that she had absolutely no problem crashing on the couch.The rest of the weekend went great. It was like our relationship was back to normal. Better than normal, in fact. Because for the past six years, normal was.