The odd goth beat. She dropped more of her dress with each movement. Angela felt power. The church radiated it out. Sex was her power. Angela radiated...it out to everyone around. Now she would have him. Finally, she would have him. ***** Jill lay on the alter. Cliff was fucking her ass. It hurt. It hurt bad. He wasn't gentle. Jill was in heaven. She sucked a cock. Another guy brought his cock up and she sucked him too. She was helpless. She couldn't get out and she was in heaven. The guy to her. The points pulsed with pleasure at the attention, and I could feel a tang of remorse as I left them behind to seek new pleasures.I had never liked the idea of my lovers touching my stomach. My navel was ticklish to an extreme, and the skin surrounding it was sensitive, and unforgiving. When I was alone, though, I could treat myself the way I needed to be, sliding and digging at the surface, pressing and squeezing, trying to tickle myself.My fingertips returned to my nipples again and again,. The sensations of feeling my bare flesh against hers drove me wild with lust. I pounded up into her as she clutched me tightly with her vaginal muscles. There was no way I could resist this for very long and I didn’t. Jennie didn’t care. She begged for my cum and when I exploded into her she was ecstatic.“Thank you, Doug. You have no idea how much I wanted that.”“But…I didn’t take care of you.”“Don’t worry. I know you will, either later or tomorrow morning. I’m not at all disappointed.” . It was Karen who saved me, and started this turn around in my life. If it weren't for her, we wouldn't be having this conversation here tonight. I'd be stuck in my darkness, facing another holiday weekend alone without your mom."After the date was over, we went back to her apartment to catch up some more. It was so good talking to her at the restaurant – up to that point, it was by far the best night of my life since your mom died. I realized how desperately I needed someone to be with, to talk.