"Angel nodded. "I've never been more sure." Then all right." Derek brought her down to lay on hop of him and kissed her again. These were slow passion...te kisses. Her long curly hair fell over her shoulders landing all over his chest. He kicked off his pants and held her close. With her soft careful fingers, she slowly unbuttoned his shirt. When all the buttons were undone, her small hands rested on his warm chest. His lips nibbled slowly on hers and he'd never been harder in his life.Angel. You look for something narrower. Your eyes pick out pick out the T Square. If you could just hold it at the correct angle and slide it between your thighs from behind, maybe you could rub the short edge against your itching vagina. A great idea but, unfortunately, you cannot grip tightly enough to apply sufficient pressure. If anything you have made it worse. You press your thighs together as if trying to prevent yourself from peeing. But this does no good either. Just as you think you can take. On a daily basis General Chang addressed his nation preaching the merits and superiority of the Chinese race. Some of the people found it easy and "comfortable" to accept the General's mantra of superiority and were eager to join his "Expansion Corps"; but while the General talked of eliminating poverty it seemed that he wasn't in any real hurry to do so. Expansion, Chinese dominance, and quick mobilization, these seemed to be the buzz words of the day. The humanitarian aid groups were pulled. It caused an involuntary gag. She swallowed the wine. ‘Sorry, I…’ ‘Don’t worry.’ The thought that’d arisen unbidden when she’d felt his thrust caused her to pause for a moment. ‘Why not? I’ve tried everything else tonight….well, almost everything’. ‘Stay still’ She took the shaft in her right hand, holding it gently with her fingertips. Reapplying her lips, she moved them down on it slowly, until the penis penetrated her mouth as deeply as it ever had before. She could feel the smooth head.