Through writing I can vent my political beliefs through the words and actions of my characters, but so too can others. Through my stories I get a chan...e to create and sustain a world according to how I would do it were I God, or if I had the courage, or the personality, to run for political office. I get to dispense justice to the people whom I do not like without consequences, and I get to reward the nice people (my friends and me in disguise?) handsomely with abiding love, fabulous riches,. "I knew she was challenging me, but my libido loved it. A woman doing her best to coax me into undressing her, and freeing her from her inhibitions in the process. She turned her head away again, leaving her bare back with the bra clasp pointed directly at me. Now I understood that pose.I walked over to her. But instead of touching the bra, I first reached down and squeezed her hand."Let's play," she automatically commented. Then she added, "Is that the best you can do? I want us to be much. ”He could only know THAT through Jeri, but at this point, I was sure I’d been discussed in nauseating detail by Noel Spurgeon, Alec Glass, and Jeri Lundgren. I’d obviously passed muster.“True. And Samantha will have to follow rules in our house. I already discussed them with her.”Noel laughed, “All I can say is I’d pay money to see my daughter voluntarily do laundry, wash dishes, or scrub toilets!”“Everyone pitches in. It’s part of the compact I made with my friends when we moved into the house. Activity. Nipple play is one of my weaknesses. Switching sides, my breath starts to become faster. I start to grind my hips into him as he continues his assault on my boobs, pulling me even tighter against him. I pull at his hair. My core tightening. With one more bite, I come up done. “Oh fuck fuck fuck,” is about all I can manage as waves of pleasure rip through me. I come down from the high but it seems like Nathan isn’t done with me yet. Changing me from sitting on him, to laying.