What if you don’t feel this way in six months? Brandy, I’m not your responsibility. And then, you have an image to maintain now. You need someone ...ho can dress up and go to parties with you, get drunk with you. I completely understand if you date others. You’re free to. Or you can be single if you want to. I never asked you to remain associated with me, anyway.’ ‘You…you’re breaking up with me?’ His voice seemed to catch in his throat. Isabel was flat and cold. There was no telling whether it. She said it would have to, and she would make sure that it did.Eventually, I had to accept that for her our affair had run its course. I don't think she had tired of me; her affection for me was evident in every glance she gave me. But Clare loved her husband and did not want to lose him. I still remember the last time we made love. She had taken a few days holiday that was due to her.The first day, I visited her at lunchtime in her home. She knew I was coming and had dressed up special for me. "Did you get to cum?" What?"Rick picked up the leftover rope that was lying on the floor. "I was just curious. Did you get off?" No, what are you doing? Untie me, please Rick, I'll do anything."Rick grabbed the bedspread and pulled it off her right side. Hanna tried to hang on, but Rick was too fast and to strong. As she clung to the remaining bedspread, Rick wrapped her right wrist with the rope and tied his special knot. He ripped the remaining bedspread out of her hand and pulled her arm. Feeling him holding me. Restrained by his other arm. His cock rubbing against me. And the wet fluid of arousal leaking from my cunt" Your half way to your orgasm already arnt you Kim? And he hardly touched you" Yes. Yes. My body is begging him to touch me where I need it. He slips his middle finger with infinite slowness down my slit. My hips buck on their own as he grazes my clit. I hear a low growl in my ear as he realised how wet I am. Slippery sticky fluid seeping from my cunt. Coating his.