Sure, it wasn’t difficult working in an office and filling papers and entering data in a computer, but it was boring. And when I come home to my emp...y apartment with nothing to do but watch TV and sleep that was even more boring. As I sipped on my scotch and soda, my mind drifted to what it would be like having kids… I didn’t expect to be almost thirty and not have any at this point. It didn’t help that I hadn’t had sex in almost three years, since my last boyfriend dumped me for some skinny. Its forbidden aroma makes Ashley’s tongue wet. Miss Rose turns on Ashley’s vibrator. It instantly melts her insides. Ashley shrieks. Miss Rose moans in return and fucks herself harder. Gently lowering her asshole closer to Ashley. Ashley’s cunt pulses. She is overcome with emotions she has never experienced before. All of a sudden, her free will seems to vanish. She is no longer in control of herself. She feels her head push forward. Her mouth opens and she watches her tongue reach outside her. Well, at that age, a few beers has a strange effect, and eventually he invited me to stay over, rather that going home, so I said OK. No big deal. I'd bunked with buddies before, right?Climbing in his bed wearing only our orthodox white Jockey briefs, typical of teen athletes at the time, I had never anticipated what was going to happen. Somehow, legs touched and we got snuggled up. He felt warm and nice, and I liked it. But soon the beer and the hormones took over, and we started touching and. Oh my god. He was going to fuck me. He really was. He was going to stick that thing in me. I wanted to scream in protest. No way had I agreed to this. It was pressing harder and I could feel my lips starting to give way to that pressure. I made some sort of noise and he paused."Do you want the light off?" he asked, sounding amused.I shook my head. No way. If it was going to happen then I was damn well going to see it happen. What did I mean, if? Of course it was going to happen. Before he.