Grant, please, don’t. I can’t, it’s too much,” I rushed as I felt myself stretching to accommodate this added intrusion. “Yes you can,” he...answered, pushing harder, forcing me to accept him with small thrusts that coaxed more moisture from me to aid his entry. He leaned down to grazed his teeth over the back of my neck, working his fingers with gentle persistence within my hot depths until the thrust and withdraw was flowing easily and I was panting beneath him, my thighs straining to widen in. I literally gave up. The fact was that I was tired of fighting Trey off and he had worn down my resistance. Besides, it started to feel too good. Maybe the alcohol had something to do with it, also, or maybe it my boyfriend’s fault for not knowing how to screw. Whatever the reason, I suddenly changed strategies abruptly and started to kiss Trey back as he explored me with his gigantic hands. Surprising even myself, I threw my arms around his shoulders and clasped my legs around Trey’s waist,. He could walk without a cane now. His knee was supported by braces that were strapped to his thigh and calf. The support would be gone in a week or so, and that would be the point in time when they would release him. Sitting on a bench in the autumn sun, he idly watched as delivery vans and taxi cabs drove up to the main entrance.Shortly before noon, he saw a Range Rover approaching. His mood improved. He had not seen Ellen in days and he missed her presence. Somehow, they had rebuilt the. I was with Sarah in the change room one afternoon after swimming comps and just by chance all the other girls had finished changing and left to go to class, leaving Sarah and me together, suddenly she placed her hand on my bare arm and smiled so sweetly as she said "you were wonderful today Lauren, you swam so well" I could feel myself blush and I naturally dropped my head a little, it was then I noticed that she had removed her swimmers and showered, but hadn't yet started to dress for class,.