Within a couple of minutes, both of us were rocking and bucking back and forth together. I was still trying to admit that I didn’t want it, but I di.... My eyes were filling with tears, but I was moaning repeatedly “sweetheart, just hurry up, get it over with. Cum for me.” That’s when he put his mouth against mine began to kiss me passionately. Slipping his tongue into my mouth, grinding, the way that he was grinding against me was directly against my swollen clitoris, and I began to tremble. .he did think about making love to her but ...and as he said this his hand tightened his grip hard on her hair and he said he was going to give her the fucking of her life , she squealed with delight.He pulled her hair tighter. This excited her and he told her still quietly that she look liked a fucking whore dressed like that and she was going to get fucked like one , her cunt throbbed at the thought .His hand kept its grip on her hair and held her firm , he stood up and instructed her to undo. She could not help but think how good it felt to be here with a nice guy having a drink a just talking. Then she had one of those stray thoughts run through her mind "I should fuck him!" She found herself looking again at his bulge in the front of his pants and she wondered "does he have an erection or is he just hung like a horse?" Maybe we could go out some time?" Bill was sayingNancy could sense that he was insecure but she looked at him and she started to have ideas of her own."Can I ask. ’ I sat there for a few minutes forming my thoughts and he held my hand and waited. ‘Chris, I need you. I need to feel someone love me and hold me and want me. I want to try and see if things will work between us. I would be very happy if you came home with me and we were together.’ He smiled. So did I. I was a little shocked. I knew that this was not my head speaking those words, just my heart. I knew that what I was agreeing to was not rational. I was going to let a convicted felon getting.