I eventually managed to get a job in a grocery store, and I rented a tiny apartment for me and my son, but I was struggling. I lost my job last month,...and Ive not found anything else. Ive had to go back to stealing, and letting the guy next door have his way with me. And you think God is mad at you? He must be! Ever since I had sex my lifes been awful! Hes punishing me! And its just the start, because once I die, hell send me to Hell forever and ever. Now why would I do that? What do you mean?. But I want to feel you come on me. Ride me good, baby, make yourself come on my cock. I will wait as long as you need. Because, lover, I want you to fuck me now… and then I’m going to fuck you. Hold my hands as you get close. Weave your fingers in mine and squeeze them as hard as you wish when your orgasm hits you. Do you lose control when you come? Do you make sure anyone who can hear knows that you’re getting fucked and you’re coming hard? Do you twitch and jerk before you collapse, spent and. Her breasts were large, D's at least, with perfect areoles and nipples the size and color of pencil erasers. Her belly was flat but not hard, smooth and beneath it, a sight that made him gasp: a perfect pink drooling little clamshell, above it a neatly trimmed square shaped patch of dark pubic hair. She was a goddess. "Tell me that you don't want to pound me through a mattress?" Uh..." She took another step forward, letting the gown slip from her shoulders. "Tell me you don't want to fuck my. I think she is serious about me. I keep waiting for the whole hero thing to wear off, but it doesn’t. She’s special, Jake. She has helped me as much in the last six months as Rene DeBlasio helped me in the last six years.”Jake looked startled at that. “Really? Well, that is sure something. You gave her a share of the gold coins, you say?”“Yep, gave her an even million and she got a quarter of a million from the government of France. It is all sitting in money market accounts for her, growing..