I was aware that I was crying now. I felt the head of his huge cock pushing against my asshole. All I could do was continue to beg him to stop fucking...me. I screamed biting my lower lip until I drew blood as his huge dick shoved into my tight little ass, he shoved straight past the nice little ring inside of my asshole, and shoved deep into me all the way up to his balls. I cried for him to stop, he continued to smack my ass as he fucked me harder and harder as he rocked my face against the. “Don’t be afraid.” When I did so, she moaned softly and her hand moved down to my underpants, feeling my erect cock. I slid my hand into her panties and over the little patch of coiled cotton into her slit. And then my middle finger was inside Neema and it was a milestone that had us both breathing out with satisfaction.I slid down her body, pulled the panties down, and got my face between her legs. The number of times I had daydreamed about doing this, licking her vagina, smelling and tasting. The combination freedom of political expression and repression of sexual expression created a tension that sparked repeated ‘sexual revolutions’ beginning with the founding father of the republic: Benjamin Franklin. All failed to break the iron grip of Augustinian sexual rules. In this novel, our protagonist live in a comfortable, but rule bound world. Deep in their hearts they know there is more, but they will need help along the journey from the old ways. They will have to work out a new. I had just gotten out of the shower. I was dressed in a bathrobe. I poured her a glass of red wine. We sat on the couch. We exchanged little kisses. She startled me by reaching into my bathrobe and squeezing my ... It took my breath away! We started kissing and groping. We both undressed in a very short time. I laid her on the couch and spread her legs. I climbed on top. She was good at something – sex! She took my penis and guided, it into her love tunnel. She had two children, but they were.