Anyway, what I liked about the Grand Am was that it was sporty. When my car was in for service, the dealership gave me a Pontiac LeMans to drive, basi...ally the same car, but plain. I could not believe the difference a few options, okay, a lot of options can make to a car. My car felt like a totally different car and much better than the plain Jane LeMans. I loved that car. When I had 69,000 miles on it, I decided that it was either time to buy a new car or to fix up my beloved Grand Am. I found. The answer is obvious, though, and that was anytime. Maybe she did like it more than she wanted to, liked the attention, liked that someone was so willing to give her something important for sex. It was easy, didn’t take long, and the gain was significant.Mike, on the other hand, has no intention of this being a one-time payment. Jenny is ripe, soft, flexible, cute, and her pussy is tight and wet. Having her once wasn’t going to suffice at all, and if she wanted to continue to be successful,. ..and that was when I knew that our sex life, as a couple, was finished.I turned to porn, of course; as well as masturbation; and that seemed good enough, up to a point. But I missed a more human touch! It seemed a little sad each time I'd jerk-off while watching porn, shoot my load of cum, and then, somewhat unceremoniously, wipe it up with wads of toilet paper and then flush it down the toilet! There had to be something better!That's when I started coming across the concept of the private. “Edge as far as you think you can, then count to ten. Only then stop.”Biting my lip I rapidly agreed one-handed, spelling mistakes be damned. She guided me, my hand an extension of her will. Nipples hardening with each syllable and stroke of my, no, her fingers upon my quickly engorged clit and lips. The bitch in me crying to submit fully to this predator of fleshy delights. Breath catching, quick gazes at the clock counting down at real-life deadline. Focus girl!Her continued description of.