He plunged once again.The sudden invasion drew a sharp cry of delight from her lips. The tight, young muscles of her cunt contracted into a sheath of ...queezing delight, surrounding his lusty stalk of manliness. His hips jerked upward, then lunged down again, burying the hard rod of flesh deeper into her yielding cunt.Her hands dug into his ass, her nails biting his flesh with aroused need. As he pumped and poled into the core of her quick, she urged him on, pulling him hard with each downstroke. It was covered with pre-cum and pussy juice and it seemed to belong to itself. Sort of a symbiotic relationship. The cock existed for one purpose, orgasm. The body existed to provide nourishment to the cock and in return got to experience the orgasm with the cock. I never understood why men gave nicknames to their cocks until now. It was a life-force of it's own."Well Jack, what do you think?"I saw my nails for the first time and almost fainted. Sarah had put on the longest nails in her. I also covered my head with it to keep my identity hidden because I decided to confront the tattoo parlor persons if I could. I had no choice, really. The son had said they wanted me to come back, assuming that they wanted to make love to me again. I’d do anything for shelter at this juncture, for some place to hide for a bit. I needed time to figure out what, how I was going to either get home safely or move on to another life.I waited until cars were gone on the siding road leading east under. [12:16 PM] Caroline: your legs ok like that?[12:17 PM] Leslie: It is fun until they add resistance :frowning: Andyeah I have to be attached to it. It's ok.The truth, which she would tell neither Mindy nor the Squad nor herparents nor anyone else, was that she actually kinda hated the thing forthe reasons she hated all of the rest of it but could never say. Shehated being bedridden. She hated being broken and she hated the longprocess of being fixed. She hated the fact that even the tiniest bit.