It was all she needed. She came, and came hard. Sharon convulsed against his body, groaning, shuddering and whispering his name over and over. He held...her there, pinned, his cock hard against her belly, just letting her release as he whispered softly in her ear.“You’re wanton. Even the thought of my cock slamming in you makes you come. And you think you can control this? Didn’t I teach you anything, Sharon? When it comes to fucking you have no control. I thought you learned that about yourself.. Couldnt they? She took a deep breath. Images of Steve and Beth flooded her memory. She knew talking would not solve her problems. She needed to prove to herself that she was a sexual being. Someone who could do more than tolerate sex, she wanted to be able to enjoy sex all of it! Heather blinked, but her gazed held steady on Jasons eyes. Ok, she whispered, Ill do it. Jason wanted to pump his fist in the air with victory, but knowing the whole gig could fall apart at any time, he struggled for. Why did I want to?My eyes flickered to the corner, where a pile of old clothes had fallen forgotten behind the hanging things. The fuzzy, soft pink sweater was in my hand in a flash and before I knew what I was doing, I was holding it up to my chest and the skirt to my waist and I knew I had to do it. I had to do it all the way.I threw the sweater and skirt out of the closet towards her bed and got on my knees. Her heels were spread all over. But I found the ones I wanted, the black pumps with. I’m sure Vinnie would have something to say about that the next time I saw him, but no one was paying for this yet. I could always do some editing if Pey got restless, but inside I knew what would happen.I had six pieces ready to play this morning. One thing about playing the concerts is that not every piece had to be new. I looked up my playlists from previous broadcasts—all the way back to when V2 started posting them. Several pieces I’d relearned and was comfortable with. I chose a mixed.