"My girlfriend is back in town.” With that he got up, put on his pants, leaned over, kissed her cheek, patted her left breast, and said, “I loved ...t. We’ll talk later.” And he was gone.She lay there, speechless, her legs still parted in anticipation, her mouth open in surprise. She had laid here and fantasized about a future in which he was her devoted lover, her companion, hers! It took a while to get her mind around the contrary. He wasn’t hers. She had only been entertainment for a night and. Craig grabbed Lizzie's hands and they wrestled on the floor, next to mom. He easily overpowered Lizzie and sat on top of her, pinning her hands down. Lizzie spat on him viciously. Then she looked at mom. "How could you?" she sobbed. "I thought you liked me." Mom and I watched dumbstruck. It was Lizzie sneaking into mom's room, fucking her, biting her. Who could have known that delicate, 19 year old, tall, blonde could be in love with a woman old enough to be her mother. Craig got up and. We even took a week off of work a few years ago and never got dressed. I needed to go back to work to recover.We got married seven months after that first weekend. The wedding was a spectacle. Italian Catholics and Irish Catholics in the same venue meant it was more of a bash than a wedding. Stacey's mom and dad, as tradition requires, paid for the whole wedding. I offered to help with the booze at the reception only to be handed a wad of cash to help pay for my bachelor party.Not to be. Do it again. It only makes me harder.”His fingers spread wider, but now I have trouble going with them. “Nngh!”“Open for me, darlin’. Surrender to me. I need to get inside you.”Just as I need you inside me. Come on, Kurt. You have taken more than this before. Go with it. Let it happen.“Give it to me, Elf! Your ass is mine and I want it!”He has folded his thumb to meet his hand now. The pressure is slow and careful, but relentless, as he continues to press into me. Each tiny increment.