He rolled me over shortly after and held my hands above my head. I still remember how he felt resting between my legs. His hips pressing out on my thi...hs and his weight pressing down on me. Then slowly I came to realize that his head was against my opening. It felt so blunt as he shifted and I could feel it pressing against me. He bent down and bit down on my lip then slowly let his legs drop down against me and his cock slide into me. There was a brief pressure but nothing like the pain I had. ”“I know, and I don’t even know where were going, they wont tell me or Chris.”“Don’t do anything crazy, if they try to do something stupid don’t do it!”“I won’t, I’ll come back to you in one piece.”“You promise?”“I promise.”“Ok. I love you Randy. Hurry up and come back.”“I love you too, and I will.”I leaned up and kissed him as he picked me up off the ground, and I wrapped my legs and arms around him, not wanting to let go. Every time I kissed him I never wanted to stop, and that applied double. There was nothing to hold onto. No one to believe in. Miles clicked swiftly by until he’d reached the vacant, country roads of home. Maples, oaks and pines blurred in his clouded vision. He began eyeing the closest and thickest trunks. One quick swerve and his misery would be over — if it weren’t for Chris. As much as he hurt, Sam couldn’t put Chris through another death, not on purpose, not out of selfishness. Holding on to anger and letting go of self-contempt, he drove home. The answering. A smile came across my face as I imagined what it would be like to make love to him and have that as my own personal plaything. I reached down and rubbed myself and since he seemed deep asleep I fondled my clit. After several small and nearly satisfactory orgasms I pulled my hand away and sat up. I got up and pulled the sheet over him before going into the bathroom for a shower. When I heard the water running I came slowly awake. At first I thought she’d come back, my former girlfriend, and.