I enter you. "Open your eyes," I tell you again, "and keep them open." My voice is quiet but firm as I start to thrust inside you slowly at first, the... faster, then slower, then faster again. My hands are all over your body relishing every inch, every crevice, every muscle, your breasts your stomach your thighs - then I cry out and as I do I come inside you, I come and I come and then I feel you erupt and tighten hard around me keeping me inside you until we both slump forward gasping for. “I preferred older men, but I'm sure you can guess why. I'd do whatever they asked me to, but it still didn't feel like enough.” The only thing that told her that her father was no longer as calm were his eyes, which were cold and angry. They excited her. But his voice remained just as level when he finally spoke. “I'm not going to ask you to do things, Violet,” he said, moving towards the hob to drain the pasta. He tossed the contents of the pan into a colander, and the sound of metal hitting. "What were you saying? I could feel it. It's like a vibration in my head." her tone was not accusatory, it was genuine curiosity and not a little frustration.This times, James sent and spoke,"I asked if you could feel it when we talked silently."Sally's eyes went wide, her mouth forming a little 'Oh!' of surprise."Do it again." Sally, we are all worried about you. You had a big shock and were pretty mixed up for a while." he said, raising a hand and touching her forehead with his finger. "We. .. and with him, the biggest source of his shame! Twenty four years into his life, he was free of the burden of trying to live up to his father's expectations.He had always been sure of his father's love, but he suffered every time he didn't live up to what his father thought was a man's role. While his father never said anything, Johnny always read the disappointment in his eyes after every failure. And there were so many of them. Little league baseball was an unending torture! But his father.