" Yeah. That and to get you fucked." That was gross when he started spitting! For some reason that grossed me out more than when you piss down my thro...t!"I laughed and said, "One reason is that it turns you on when I piss down your throat. It doesn't gross you out." What would happen if I went there alone?" You'd be on that table until the bar closed. Then you'd probably end up living with one of them and fucking anyone that wanted you until you were worn out. You'd be hooked on drugs and. They watch and they eat. They are both nervous and try to make conversation. As, she puts in the next movie she sits in front of the TV and changes the dvd to the next and asks him, ‘What are you looking for?’ He has always been the one asking that question. It a first for him. He hides his feelings as not to scare her away and tells her sort of anyway, ‘I am looking for a relationship.’ She looks up, and breaks it to him, ‘I am not looking for a relationship, because I just got divorced.’ Now. We ate dinner and went to mother’s room. Her bed was not too big, just big enough for 2 people. I went and lied on the right side and my mother shut off the light and came on my left. We said goodnight and now I was waiting for her to fall sleep. After half hour or so I thought she must be sleep my now. I turned towards her and she was facing the other way. I put my hands on her legs and slowly started to rub her thighs on top of her nighty. I was shivering and so was my cock. I put my hand on. The other woman was saying something about her arousal controlling her now, about losing her will to resist and needing to give into that warm, sexual pleasure, and WildRose knew it was true. It had to be true. She’d never been this hot. She’d never imagined she could be this hot. Mistressmind was so sexy, so powerful, so erotic, and every time WildRose’s eyes slipped shut for a moment it was like her clothes just vanished because the Mistressmind in her mind’s eye was naked and commanding and.