There were an equal number of, or more, words dedicated to movements and setting. Those I took from the scrip where possible. I only got about a quart...r of the way through episode two when I was whipped. I was also sick of the two dimensional characters the screenwriters wrote.‘Find out from the producer what they want her off duty life to be like’. I demanded in an email. I decided that by the second episode we should be getting to know who the Lt. really was.I went to the garden center of the. God damn it felt good. As minutes passed he was fucking me at a brisk pace. By this time he was fitting his whole cock inside me. I could hear and feel his balls slapping mine. I could also hear the noise of his movement because of the lubrication that was all inside and outside my asshole. I was really into it by this time. I had moved more than a foot and was leaning against the edge of the couch. I kept telling him in between breaths, "My God, fuck me harder. Damn that feels good. Don't. He still makes sure he spends the Sunday with me and he himself cooks food for me.Who wouldn’t want to have a guy like him as a husband! You wouldn’t believe if i were to tell you but then it is the truth I have never bought any clothes for me,he always buys the perfect clothes in the perfect size for me.I never missed my mom,he has always been there for me as a dad, a mom, and my best friend. It all started a few months ago.I was talking with my friends ram Divya and Priya about dream. Her hands reached inside my bra to scoop out my breasts, leaving them hanging over the top fabric of the cups. I was still wearing my neckerchief, which lay down the middle of my cleavage. For a quick moment she looked at me in such a sexual way that I nearly came from that alone, and then she dove forwards and applied her mouth to bring unbelievable sensations to my tits. I couldn’t believe what was happening to me – how my wildest dreams were coming true, and then some. I had never.