Sometimes I worried it was hormonal or maybe there was something else wrong with me. I was just not that into sex anymore. I tried to go to sleep but ...lonso was horny and I could feel him masturbating under the covers. I hated it when he did that and finally realizing how much it was bothering me he got up and went into the living room with his laptop.Alonso is a very sexual guy and watches a LOT of porn (blondes, Asians, black girls even slightly fat chicks... you name it). He can be kind of. ’ ‘Sure, what heading?’ ‘Um, just sail our present course and keep clear of other craft.’ She went into the aft stateroom and cringed. Even from the doorway she could see the familiar shape of a pack of condoms. She went into the bathroom and peed in shame. God, what would he think of Miss Whore? She went up to the fly bridge. ‘Um, can I ask you something?’ ‘Sure,’ he said, scanning on both sides and straight ahead, as a good helmsman should do. ‘D-d-did you g-go into the m-main stateroom.’ His. Since his parents used their influence to keep his bad habits quite, their was no record of and wrong doing so the court ordered Heather to be his temporary guardian till the court made it’s final ruling on him. Be the end of that week, Heather had moved into Ian’s house if only for a few days. Ian had a plan for both the judge and his new play toy. The evening he made dinner for her as a way of lowering her guard. He made her a microwave spaghetti but he added some Ecstasyto it to help. Fine fellows, the proletariat, but possessing, alas, a sadly restricted vocabulary, for the most part - and she had never been partial to obscenity! There is a limit to the number of times one is flattered by being told one has a "fucking lovely bum, and great tits, darling!"And THEN! She passed a large plate glass window and saw herself reflected therein. "Golly! What a sight! What a fantastic body, I've got!" she excitedly realised as she saw herself stride by!All at once she felt a surge of.