M: You are going to pay for not letting me cum.She gave a naughty smile.N: Accha. What are you going to do of it?I just had enough of it, I was losing...my control.M: You will see bitch, you will see.Saying this I pushed her on the sofa and started sucking, biting, chewing and pressing her boobs. I had just gone wild. Neha started shouting and crying. She was regretting pissing me off. I was loving her shouting. Her boobs became red from my actions of wild sex.N: Ahh, go slow, easy.M: What. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven.Stacked orgasms.Nice, but not as nice as my lover's wonderful heartfelt silent words. Syrupy tears streamed from my eyes. Jason was being a little mushy, maybe, but I didn't care. I felt truly loved.Sara's thoughts came to me as I moved down the hall toward the family room. Emotionally, she was intensely distraught. She'd just put her daughter to bed for the night and was troubled because she'd discovered even more instances of abuse her ex-husband had. I made a little box about half as high as the stool, but that didn't work either. I tried standing on pillows, on a pile of various sizes of rugs, but the only way I could seem to hit that spot was by standing on my tiptoes. But that was too hard to do, especially for bouts of sex that could sometimes last twenty minutes to half an hour. I was in the mall shopping one day and as I was passing by a shoe store something caught my eye and I stopped to take a look. It was a black high heeled shoe. She was a willing participant in satisfying his kinky desires and he confided in her that his wife had banned him from their marital bed. He was an expert in oral sex and kissed and licked her pussy and even sometimes her anal ring when he was really excited. Clarissa's jewellery collection increased exponentially, which her husband either did not notice or chose not to. After one particularly hot session, she had mentioned to Tom that it was time for a woman to be included on the all-white.