”well u and not clever” cant happen…for i knew she was as clever as a fox…i started asking her questions as to what was wrong in a relationshi...…and then she says….its more of physical and not mental…i caught her there……..i started asking her as to what so wrong in having physical relationships….she was vibrantly against it…she was truly a hard nut to crack. But i never gave up….i could understand tat she was frank, free and immune to sex…. I kept up my hopes….and finally got paid for my. Her lips opened just a bit and her tongue was visible. Not overt but not retreating. She was working on the fire that was beginning to burn away the desire for junk food. I could feel my cock swelling up. I wear a thong most days just to feel a constant stretch on my glans and to have any erections let my anus know what I am thinking. My tongue was feeling thick too and clearly I was getting a lot of ideas. I just hoped that her continued interest was in a similar desire.We both moved toward. She was bossy and snotty towards me. I don't know why she had such an attitude towards me, but it did not feel good to be in the house when she was around.Sure she had a hot body and a very pretty face, but she was a total bitch to me! Kept asking myself how my nice and good guy of father could have this bitch around. I don't think he ever got to see her true behavior when he was around. She put this nice face and attitude, but as soon as my dad was far away enough not to hear what she told me,. I see the fire in your eyes and drop my bag. You grab my head, pulling it down, kissing my lips, mouths open, tongues fighting already. The floors start to ping by, thankfully slowly. I lift you up onto the rail that runs round the lift. Your legs wrap round me, ankles behind my knees. My hands under your skirt, pushing it up frantically, the lacy tops of your hold-up stockings more than I can resist. Your skirt is almost around your waist before I slide one hand between your legs, feeling the.