Perhaps I could preservemyself in the same way again. Could I feed off this submission, learn to soakup the sensation of being worthless as if it were...foreplay? Again, I was desperate,and again I was intrigued to discover new territory. The soldier relit thecigarette and simply said, ?Now your arse.? With a glint in my eye, I insertingthe cigarette and as it burned my rectum; I smiled in pleasure at him. Another soldier ordered me to kneel so that he could have a convenient footrest.He dug his. In time, I could tell she was getting close.Ashley Brooke West’s juices were covering my cock and pretty much every other part of me from the stomach to the thighs as well. My new piece of pussy was close, and so was I. I had dominated this fuck, and I was about to bring it home. Holding Ashley’s hips tight against me while buried in her balls deep, I shifted the pillow under her hips, then raised and placed one of her knees on the bed. The new angle let me go a bit deeper whilst the pillow. "How can you want me? My husband wouldn't even look at me, not after..." Her voice broke and the rest of the sentence came out as unintelligible sobs. She couldn't talk for a bit and when she did I had to listen close to understand what she said. "He ran away. He left me alone, all alone."I squeezed her tight, and brushed her hair away from her face. "Shh, It's okay. You won't have to be alone anymore."I pulled the sheet over us and held her until she cried herself out. Not long after, she fell. Eventually she said to me " i think your old enough to sleep on your own now". then I KNEW! it wasnt a dream,i must have really tried something! i was a little embarassed and said nothing while she made up a bed on the couch. i remember laying on the couch that night jacking off thinking about her body. but nothing else happened.so time goes by again and now im 17 and my mom remarried some dickhead.we did not like eachother so i didnt really go around her house if he was around. he was an.