My cock stayed half erect and drooling the entire time, and I couldn't stop my hips from thrusting up to meet him. He stopped to cool down repeatedly... but never took his cock out. By the time he finally finished I was too fuck-drunk to even be aware of it. He was fucking me hard and then some unknowable amount of time later he was laying on top of me, kissing my face, his cock slowly deflating inside me. We were both covered with sweat and I was breathing as hard as he was. I could feel his. ?I still don?t reallyget it, hurting and wanting to be hurt, but I?m just the scribe here. I keptjournals throughout my life, and so I?ll tell you as much as I can about what Indiotold me, and try real hard not to interpret. It turned out that Indioliked getting spanked or something?they potty-trained at the State Infant Homeby just beating the shit out of you, and Indiosomehow, I don?t know, got it. And Eugene wasone little sadist, though he?d never take it out on an unwilling. ,’ he said. She opened her eyes and looked at him, him looking back at her. His hand was massaging her breast. She came up on the couch and held his face between her soft hands. She brought her face to his and she kissed him, tongues meeting in unison, she wrapped her legs around his. ‘You make me feel beautiful.,’ she said to him. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and started to pump him while she teased him with bringing his tip close to the lips of her pussy. He pushed her back gently. Placing her hands on my knees, she slowly worked her ass back and forth, my cock twitching in response. She reached between her legs and held on to my steel rod, as she worked herself along my elongated shaft. Then, all of a sudden, she stopped and looked back at me. “Did you really call me a ‘tease’? she asked. “Oh hell, no,” I replied, lying through my teeth. “I think you did,” she shot back, “and I don’t think you realize that I get whatever I want, on my terms, not yours.” She stood and.