"Damn, this poor man needs me as a woman," she thought. Being needed, and especially if the man was insistent, was the key to unlocking her pussy. It ...ad always been that way, even before her husband thought he was the first one to do it.Her female hormones and instincts took over. Raising her t-shirt, she guided his eager mouth to her nipple again and he fastened on it like a starving man. Her hand guided his to her other breast and the big fingers began caressing her sensitive flesh. He was. My muscles grip my extremity tightly, glad to have some form of friction. I start a rhythm, in and out, with excruciating slowness. The sensation in my groin sparks like a fire and I go faster. Suddenly, the face behind my lids changes from a dimpled smile to a darker, sexier image. Ethan’s face flickers through my mind and I moan loudly. I recall the first time I realized how green his eyes were, his face between my thighs, his dark hair in a graceful disarray. I remember how he bent me over. It didn't work. Her thoughts kept returning to that strange high-tech device sitting in the closet. She was a curious girl, and just had to see if she could figure out its purpose.Laurie ate her breakfast in silence, not even really tasting her toast or cocoa. In fact, she was surprised when she stared down at her plate and realized that she had no toast left. She had eaten the whole thing without realizing it."Okay, I'm going to go back and take another look at the chair," she said aloud. Now. ” He smiled. “Where you heading?" At that moment, I’d stop caring about where I was going. I could only think about resting my feet and finding a place with food and a shower."Where are you headed?" I threw the question back at him."Not too far, couple towns over. I have to drop this load and pick up another. I might end up staying the night. Want to ride along?”“Sure, thanks.” I picked up my case. “Do you think I’ll find a place to stay overnight.”He studied me, scanning my body. “Look, if you.