But I stopped myself, knowing that I was going too far. One of the last memories that I have of that evening was that I decided that I was going to co...trol my thoughts from now on. I guess that sometime I must have managed to get my mind to calm down, because the next thing I knew, it was morning. Jessica was gently shaking me, trying to wake me up. "Good morning honey...time to get up." Opening my sleepy eyes, I looked up into her pretty face and saw that she was greeting me with a cute smile.. ..... che un mio caro amico ha bisogno di parlarmi della sua storia...evidentemente questo amico aveva dei problemi con la sua ragazza e voleva chiedere consiglio.ok rispondo ( anche perchè altro non avrei potuto fare).Alle 21 ero al bar, ma di lei neanche traccia, ai messaggi non risponde.uffachiacchero con gli altri della compagnia, finchè alle10 arriva Serena bella come non mai.gonne nere aderenti metà coscia, calze nude, tronchetto nero lucido, camicetta bianca in raso e giubbino in pelle. Fisher reached for a magazine, before looking around him at thelacy, flimsy feminine items around the store. He swallowed heavily,Nina Simone gently filling the silence. He looked down at the magazine,a wavy-haired brunette on the cover, lying on a bed face-down, hermatching white bra and panties perfect on her airbrushed figure. Therewas a sound, and the door opened revealing Lucy, carrying a large candy-stripped hat box. "Here you are, Mr. Fisher." She lay the box on the desk, turned. She told him that she couldn't just let him fuck her. That the right thing to do is to resist him. She said he needed to pin her deep, hold her tight and **** her. Break her authority, reduce her to being just a cunt for his use. If he did so, then she could respect him. Tim slid back, pulled her gusset clear and touched his cock against her oily flaps. He eased to her neck saying, “I love You”, then slammed his cock so hard into her that she screamed. He was balls deep when he pushed so hard.