Had he become some stumbling block for Deborah, someone standing in the way of her wants and needs? All that he had found so far pointed to this attra...tion being of fairly recent origin, perhaps two years at the most. Had things changed between them? He couldn't think of any signs or signals. They still had a hearty sex life. Only days before the accident she had surprised him in the shower. He couldn't recall her insisting on different positions, or closing her eyes when she kissed him. They. Seems she doesn’t go out all that much with other men. She was engaged to a pilot who was killed in Malta in the early days over there. Her father runs one of the intelligence sections at headquarters, quite high up in the pecking order by all accounts.”He left them to it to have an early night.The following afternoon he picked up his uniform and shirts, having been satisfied with the fit. Back in the hotel he had his hair cut. It had grown shaggy out at the base, curling around his neck. Now. She began to cry, to beg him to come back. The sharp slap across her mouth as she was told to shut up. Her mother literally dragging her to the bus stop, begging was useless, it only brought more punishment. Mother was good at meting out punishment, physical and mental.Her eyes welled with tears, her head tipped to the side as she willed the vision to go away. It left, fading into the background only to be replaced by another. She was eight, they were arguing again or her mother was. Her. The smell of her arousal is stronger now and my cock swells in anticipation. Pre-cum is seeping from the painfully hard muscle that will find no relief between her legs during the night. " I feel like I'm on fire." She says. " Please touch me John." As she cups her breasts, playing with her nipples trying to find relief. My cock gets even harder as I watch her. " You are mine tonight, Elaine." I growl. From between my legs is a throbbing, enormous cock, purple-and-red and bobbing as I stalked.