I tried to get comfy in my bed – a salvaged mattress on the floor. The floor of the shack was basically the sand of the beach, with cardboard at th... entrance and a stolen piece of carpet in one corner we laughingly called the living room. A draft breezed in from the ill-fitting door straight onto my bed and I shivered. I was naked (wearing the same bikini 24 hours isn’t good for you) and I had a thin white cotton sheet which just covered my thighs, which was the only bed covers we could. They can be useful, sure, and definitely fun to learn and try. But the tips and tricks are just that, and employing them without any true emotion leaves a woman feeling like a whore (and not in a good way) or a drone/robot, and a man feeling empty - literally and figuratively, if you've brought the blow job to its usual conclusion. So the first rule of blow jobs is never doing anything you don't really want to do. The second rule of blow jobs is... never does anything you don't want to do. And. As a result, I guess, I was lessfrightened, and I actually enjoyed it a little. Vince wasnot going to be satisfied with just face-fucking me againthough.I was just beginning to get into the whole process, whenVince suddenly pulled his dick from my mouth. Without aword, he yanked me to my feet, turned me around, andforcefully bent me over my desk. In a flash, I went fromtimid acceptance of my situation, to stark terror. I didn'thave to read his mind to know what was coming. Vince thenslapped one. As the sun disappeared into the horizon she said “I hope when I am finally ready to get married I will find someone like you. Someone that will hold me like this even after we had sex and can make me feel wanted for more than just sex. Some of the guys I have been with only seemed to want sex and when we are done there is no cuddling . No talking or kissing other than a kiss and a hug when they are dropping me off. I guess that is why I enjoy being with women sometimes because the kissing.