Only then can we make progress. Now, do you have any questions? No, not really. -I will ask you questions when I need more information about something... but please feel free to give me details about things on your own so that I wouldnt have to constantly interrupt you. Ok ? I nodded and then he asked to start with the day that the trauma occurred and to include details about how the events made me feel and how they had impact on me. That seemed normal, and so I slowly started&hellip,.. I told. "I'm fine," was all Tyler could say still unable to tear his eyes away from Vince's rigid tool.Vince gently turned Tyler's body so it was facing him and they resumed kissing and it was made even better for him by the fact that his cock was pressed against the buttery softness of Tyler's black leather skirt. Once again Tyler stopped kissing long enough to pull the hem of his skirt up. He raised it higher than before and exposed even more of his nylon clad legs and the lace tops of his. The seconds seemed like minutes, and the mental ‘tick tock’ thundered silently in my ears. My lips felt so dry. But my nipples were hard and jolts of sexual electricity sparked through them as they rubbed against the warm sheets. And my pussy was moist and the sheet soaking up my spreading wetness. Ring. Ring. ‘Hello’. And my breathing stopped. A whisper of ‘Hi’ was all that came out. This was greeted with laughter, and all of a sudden I relaxed. And breathed deeply. Great! I sounded like a. Again, Trey didn't even really notice this was happening. All she knew was that she was having more and more pleasurable sensations all over.Her rubbing was getting faster. Her breaths were coming faster and harder. It was like she was in a totally different world. All of her senses were focusing on the pleasure she was feeling, and she rubbed harder to help it build higher. Hotter. She began to shake all over. Froze. Shook for a few more seconds and then seemed to wilt, sliding down until she.