He buried into me with all that he had. I loved every last second of him pounding me like this. It was a magical time.I squeezed my bowels around him....I loved the feel of his shaft plowing into me. It was a perfect delight to enjoy. I loved his every thrust into my bowels. I squeezed down around him, reveling in this delight.“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped. “Oh, that’s so good. That’s amazing Just keep fucking me like that! Gods damn, you’re amazing!”My orgasm swelled in me. The heat melted from my. Even though I was bold enough to have sex with my son, and to be the one that followed him down the hall that day and went into his room, believe it or not I rarely had ever initiated sex before. Don't get me wrong - I was a very, very active partner once someone else made the first move -- but it was difficult for me to begin the whole thing, even though I was often constantly horny. I have only recently started learning about being submissive and I think I am a submissive woman by nature. I. The were boring and not particularly enjoyable. It was a Friday night and I went back to the parking lot. I promised myself that this would be the last time I stood in there waiting for him. I hoped that fate was kind and would bring him to me. I was not disappointed. I recognized the BMW before it parked. I was tempted to start walking over, but decided it would be better to wait until he came for me. Maybe he wasn’t even there for me. There were plenty of bars nearby, and other girls. He leaned over her as he held her down, looking into her face, leering. He opened his mouth and a stream of slimy drool dropped onto her face. Then his hard, bony hand gripped her waist and lifted her easily up into the air, throwing her onto his shoulder. She screamed again and struggled, but she was helpless. She could feel the rough, hairy skin of his shoulder pressing against her naked waist. His hands were up her skirt, holding her legs close to him, groping at her thighs. Her head hung.