Each personality fights for her own space, her own unique needs, all while trying to please the beast within my groin as well.My dominant personality ...s Amanda. She is crazy and funny and happy all the time. She likes cuddles and sensual love, believes in true love and expects romance. She is perky and so optimistic it would make anyone pull his/her own hair out. She will leave you completely satisfied in every possible way, touching you gently and leaving tiny kisses all over your body. She. The trip home was long and hot. Traveling with a trailer full of horses, a curiious cowboy and my own mind full of doubt wasn't an easy thing to do. Thunderstorms seemed to plague us which caused hazardous driving. Gas prices were outrageous and we seemed to burn through it like air. Ah well. At long last we were home again."Mom!" Pat was in my arms before my feet hit the ground.I was given the gift of one hug before the questions started."You got horses! What are their names? Boys? Girls? Can. She quickly turned her attention toward him to see his reaction. He was still pissed and unamused. He showed little tolerance for her and just sat there and let the sweet succulent drops slowly slide down between her breasts. She decided to see if he would trash his attitude from the car ride over and playfully follow the descending drops down into the canyon of desire. He did no such thing. He grabbed his cloth napkin from his lap and tossed it across the table toward her, motioning for. ‘Spread your legs for me.’ I would have done pretty much anything for him at that moment, and the thought of him taking me from behind was definitely a turn on. He thrust into me at doubled speed, starting back from where we left off. ‘Oh! Daniel! Oh my God yes!’ I couldn’t keep my voice down. He growled and, God knows how, sped up some more. ‘Cum for me again, baby. With me.’ I groaned, knowing he’d cum inside me, and I could feel my walls clenching already… just a tad bit away… Suddenly his.