“Not knowing makes it exciting, don’t you think? Suspense sharpens the senses. You are my whore for now and I’m going to use you like a filthy s...ut. Try to enjoy this; I know I will and it would be a shame if only one of us came,” Ben recited the very words Harlan had used. Freya was locked in place with every muscle tensed and her mind racing with questions. Was this some kind of dream or nightmare? Ben could not possibly know precisely what Harlan said. She felt a liquid running down her. Then when he dumped her she said she still loved you. You were hesitant, not sure if you could trust her (you know now of course), but you loved her and believed her. Then she didn't invite you to her birthday, and you found out she was seeing someone else. When he dumps her she's back to you again.By this time she must have had some kind of spell, because you welcomed her right back. When she dumped you again in September she did something you were in no way prepared for: she claimed you. You hand on my head controls what I do, and you let me lick and suck at you greedily before I find myself rhythmically moving up and down, my hands cupping and fondling your balls and sliding up and down your throbbing shaft. It begins to twitch and pulse and you pull me away, kissing me harshly, your tongue probing my mouth and you biting my lip. You flip me round so that my round, shapely bottom is presented to you, and you enter me roughly, making me gasp. You pull at my hair, forcing my. I sat and poured us a glass."Since when did you become a wine drinker?" she said not sounding as derisive as she could have."When I realized I had a beautiful woman in my life. That's why I got out the candles." Well, it's OK ... you aren't going anywhere, so go ahead and drink all you want. There is another bottle inside the refrigerator."We each took a sip, and then started our meal, Chicken Divan with curry. She was a proponent of trying new ideas in the kitchen, so I even added some basil.