And it almost seems like you think it’s his responsibility to turn you on.’ ‘Well, how will I know if he….’ I was thinking, ‘How will I kn...w if he loves me?’, when I caught myself before saying it. ‘If he what, Cath? All you need to know is that he’s fucking you. The rest is in your mind. A man like him would lick your pussy after he came in it, if that’s what it takes to please you. I know you’ve been fucking him for a long time and that sometimes gets tedious, but it’s up to you to keep your. I count it out loud for her, one, two, until I reach twenty. Her ass is red, and I can see marks from my fingers. She is panting, taking deep breaths, but says nothing. Our eyes meet in the mirror. My hands tenderly massage her now red ass. I lower myself, kissing her butt cheeks, my hand and finger slide up her leg, all the way up to her crotch. She is wet, I can feel it on my fingertips, I want nothing more than to fuck her right here and right now.My cock is hard and throbbing in my pants.. She hated mornings. How she could have grown up on a family farm and never become accustomed to morning chores had always been a humorous mystery to the family. Waking up at 6:30 for her job in the city was bliss compared to this. Ben had inherited the farm when her father died three years ago, and now ran it with his wife. He hired help each summer, mostly high school kids looking to pick up a few extra hours to supplement their tourism-oriented summer jobs in the harbor, but the local high. 'Oooohhh' Lindsey tried to cry as she dropped to her knees.?Hold her up on her knees and arch her back? Jim told Stan, moving to stand beside the girl. Stan held her arms straight out and pushed them back, Lindsey being forced to arch her back to avoid her shoulders dislocating.'Thud' Jim had delivered a kick straight to the gut of the kneeling girlfriend'Ooommmpphhh' Lindsey exhaled'Thud, thud, thud' Jim wound up 3 times and his boot slammed into her gut.'Crack' Jim had pulled his aim up and.