I can’t take this anymore. “Fuck me.” Never had I told anyone that. Never have been to the point when it came to sex but I craved him in me...now. “Yes, Aria.” He says in that enjoyable accent of his. He say’s my name like it is a secret in itself. He gets up and places my left leg on the counter. I am completely open to him now. Each second passing is making me delirious. He unbuckles his belt while staring at me. His eyes are smiling this time. I see a trail. I lick my lips again. I was. She was enjoying everything, she knew it, and she hated herself for it."Oooooooahhhhhh," she moaned ecstatically through their passionate kiss, unable to think or do anything else. "OOoooooooooohhhhh... dar... ohhh... oh... my... ohhhhhhh..." Her eyes rolling upward into her head, she struggled desperately against the urge to refer to him as darling. Her groans deepened as she felt the fierce, mind-shattering delight of his hotly fucking cock moving in and out of her flowing vaginal aperture,. Going down the hall wasn’t bad, but there was no way I could make a right turn with my right leg sticking straight out. Dad was analytical.“Try going past the door and backing in,” he said. After I got the hang of backing and turning at the same time, it actually worked. It didn’t take long to realize that Dad was the only one who could get me in and out of the chair. With the added weight of all the plaster, there was no way that either Mom or Em could lift me. Dad took the training that. "Thank you," he smiled."If you'll excuse me for a couple minutes. Jessica should be in shortly," Louise said heading into a side room.What the Capital F-U-C-K is going on? It was like walking into the Ritz-Carlton. The art work on the walls, the interior decorations. All that was missing was a fountain with bathing nymphs. And he was scared to look too hard fearing he would find it.Everyplace he looked more questions. What was this place? What's going on? Is her family rich? Rockefellers or.