‘Wow, Lily.’ He gasped as he ran his hand along her shoulder stump, down her side and around her misshapen hip. ‘You look beautiful. The asymmet...y is amazing, you have a disabled side and a non-disabled side.’‘Have you got a mirror, I want to see.’ Lily replied. Jamie walked across the room into one of the bedrooms and came out wheeling a full length mirror. Lily maneuvered her foot so that her shorts were on the floor then hopped forward so that she was clear of them. She now stood completely. Moira’s mouth pined for her lover’s persuasive flavor, her skin tingled disconsolately where it was once touched by him. Her breasts were swollen with lust and her nipples elongated as if begging for attention. Her pussy dripped the hot juice of her desire, tracing gleaming trails down her long legs. Nevertheless, Erebus ignored everything but her ass, touched her nowhere but where the very tip of his searing tongue chanced to sample. The very core of her being cried out to be filled, to have. Right?” “Wrong! You have to fuck me again! And you have to fuck me like I’m the only woman in the world who matters to you! You have to fuck me like we have something special together, like you have something special with me, something that you never before had with a woman, something that you don’t feel you will ever have with another woman. You have to fuck me like that!”“Babe! Come on! I’m 28 years old. I can’t fuck back to back to back anymore like I could when I was 20 or 21. I. The man complaining because he always has to apologize first. Even if the woman was wrong.(We're never wrong of course. Knock off the giggles Mark. Mmmmm... Hey! I'm trying to be serious here.)So, anyway, how come nobody writes about ordinary folks?Mark and I for example. Sure, we did like to make love a lot at first. Did it almost anywhere we could find a chance of five minutes of more or less privacy. Got 'caught' a few times too. Always after he had already orgasmed though. Mark is a great.